These days

I swear, these days I have the attention span of a gnat. I was working on the 50 Ways drabbles. Then I got to thinking about the m-preg thing that's half written and had some really good ideas on how to start it. But after the week of snow and sick days, when I finally had a moment to write again, what is coming to me is the Stranded Fic of Doom!

Meanwhile, there has been a little flurry of new people friending me. There ought to be no reason for that at all, so I am flattered, yet bemused! PLUS they all seem to be LOTRIPS folks. The only thing I can think is that that they are coming here through the slashy_oscars somehow. Anyway, welcome nice people!

And I tipped over to 102 people watching this journal this week! Which makes me want to do something celebratory. And because the new folks are probably here for the Sean/Viggo stuff, I would like to find some inspiration there. Except... *points up* The Stranded Fic of Doom is totally ready to get onto the page. A couple of major breakthroughs this week. Of course, by the time I get to writing it, the next chapter of Double Lotus will bite or something equally idiotic. At Sea, maybe...

So, all that said, I'm off to wash the dishes!

Love,
CK

Sometimes I hate my Brain

I was thinking, while washing dishes just now, that I failed to mention that Serial Rediscovery is dead. I have been trying to move it forward for about six weeks, and have finally acknowledged that what I want to do is stupid, the plot is inane, if somebody else wrote it I would stop reading after about five paragraphs.

Now see why my Brain has it's own journal.

I'm taking the breast pump apart to wash it, thinking, I've already started this thing. I'm being self-indulgent for latching on to a plot this stupid. Maybe I should write it a different way so that I can finish it somehow. And immediately, my Brian came up with a solution. Just like that. I mean, I think it *will* be a solution. Stupid Brain. Why couldn't you mention this to me, like, eight months ago?! We could have been DONE with this stupid WIP by now.

Um. Did I mentino my gnat-like attention span. I'm sure I did. Let's go back, play in the sink, and think about ARENA for a while, why don't we, stupid Brain? Maybe you'll have a breakthrough on that, too?

*stomps back to the kitchen*