I'm actually writing fic, holy cow!
Dec. 2nd, 2012 07:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chanter19441750 words of one of the fics in the series ysabetwordsmith and I have been going on and on about in comments. :) The origins of one of the rebroadcasters working at Sackville! Cameos by another universe's Sariel and Gene! Quinn doing quite admirably piloting a speedboat! Colorful language in abundance! ... Good lord I'm tired.
I'm going out to lunch with my sisters in a few hours, and all I want to do is sleep. If I sleep now, I'll never get up in time. Dangit.
*yaaaaawns*
Oopsie. Make that something like 2300 words as of 11:30 in the evening CST, and more happening all the time. This fic won't leave me alone! It's happening piecemeal, so at the moment there's a dissodent leaving Illinois, a teenager learning lots of details in both hard and comparatively easy ways, and blood in the water of Lake Saint Clair.
Thanks for the details about land and water access between Detroit and Windsor,meimichan. Much appreciated.
Lunch with my sisters did in fact happen, and it was lovely. Middle sister has now seen the inside of the capitol, on top of everything else. No, she'd never seen it before today; something about a school trip, a band's contract snafu, a missed tour and a trip to the Vilas Zoo instead. Anyway. Now she's seen it, tree and all. :)
Now I'm writing fic again.
ysabetwordsmith and I have been going on and on about in comments. :) The origins of one of the rebroadcasters working at Sackville! Cameos by another universe's Sariel and Gene! Quinn doing quite admirably piloting a speedboat! Colorful language in abundance! ... Good lord I'm tired. I'm going out to lunch with my sisters in a few hours, and all I want to do is sleep. If I sleep now, I'll never get up in time. Dangit.
*yaaaaawns*
Oopsie. Make that something like 2300 words as of 11:30 in the evening CST, and more happening all the time. This fic won't leave me alone! It's happening piecemeal, so at the moment there's a dissodent leaving Illinois, a teenager learning lots of details in both hard and comparatively easy ways, and blood in the water of Lake Saint Clair.
Thanks for the details about land and water access between Detroit and Windsor,
meimichan. Much appreciated. Lunch with my sisters did in fact happen, and it was lovely. Middle sister has now seen the inside of the capitol, on top of everything else. No, she'd never seen it before today; something about a school trip, a band's contract snafu, a missed tour and a trip to the Vilas Zoo instead. Anyway. Now she's seen it, tree and all. :)
Now I'm writing fic again.
