Turkey smells are wafting around and we're busy, busy; got friends coming over to eat with us as we have no family here and they're in the same boat.
Just got a sweet email from someone saying thanks; apparently it's Beta Reader Appreciation Day. I can certainly get behind that.
A big thank you hug and smooch to the people who've taken time to read through anything I've ever done and help make it so much better. I ::heart:: you all.
I mentioned my WIPs and forgot one earlier. Just to make me feel depressed they are;
Essay for the Heinlein Society on Buffy as a Heinlein heroine (some ideas, nothing written)
Book of Days fic (due in ten days, about a third written, inspiration fled)
Back in the Days fic (not due until November, two thirds done, stuck on middle, blank on ending)
Giles/Spike d/s fic Behind Closed Doors. Frozen solid while I decide where to go; back to the start or more middle.
The time travel G/S/W which I haven't touched for a fortnight.
A spooky Hallowe'en fic with a scary Spike. One smidge of an idea.
And I'm listening to a compilation CD David made and dancing around the kitchen to Rainbow, the Quireboys, Blue Oyster Cult, Judas Priest...and wondering why, two decades on, I still know _all_ the words...where's the bit of my brain that stores them and why?
Gorgeous day here...off to forget the diet, drink champagne and other things I don't normally do on a Monday :;hugs to everyone::
Just got a sweet email from someone saying thanks; apparently it's Beta Reader Appreciation Day. I can certainly get behind that.
A big thank you hug and smooch to the people who've taken time to read through anything I've ever done and help make it so much better. I ::heart:: you all.
I mentioned my WIPs and forgot one earlier. Just to make me feel depressed they are;
Essay for the Heinlein Society on Buffy as a Heinlein heroine (some ideas, nothing written)
Book of Days fic (due in ten days, about a third written, inspiration fled)
Back in the Days fic (not due until November, two thirds done, stuck on middle, blank on ending)
Giles/Spike d/s fic Behind Closed Doors. Frozen solid while I decide where to go; back to the start or more middle.
The time travel G/S/W which I haven't touched for a fortnight.
A spooky Hallowe'en fic with a scary Spike. One smidge of an idea.
And I'm listening to a compilation CD David made and dancing around the kitchen to Rainbow, the Quireboys, Blue Oyster Cult, Judas Priest...and wondering why, two decades on, I still know _all_ the words...where's the bit of my brain that stores them and why?
Gorgeous day here...off to forget the diet, drink champagne and other things I don't normally do on a Monday :;hugs to everyone::