I have more words...

in the Giant Bug story.

Alas, those words consist of clunky and boring exposition. Yes, my audience needs to know why we suddenly have giant praying mantids eating our dogs, but there's gotta be a better way than this to tell them.

AUGH.

Not only that, but the Hubby thinks I can get a novel out of this if I play my cards "right." The problem is, I'm nowhere near ready to tackle a novel-sized project, which would require a hell of a lot more forethought than this seat-of-the-pants writer usually puts into her stories. Not that I don't think about the stories...I totally do, on a nearly constant basis. Sometimes I even *gasp* write down plot points. But most of the time I just scribble as it comes to me. A major event in the BearFic happened because of something a character said that gave me an out for an ending, which I didn't plan on when I started the thing. Did I plan on that character saying that when I began? Hell, no. *snorts* But the end came together after he said it.

Screw it, I'm going to bed.

I have more words...

in the Giant Bug story.

Alas, those words consist of clunky and boring exposition. Yes, my audience needs to know why we suddenly have giant praying mantids eating our dogs, but there's gotta be a better way than this to tell them.

AUGH.

Not only that, but the Hubby thinks I can get a novel out of this if I play my cards "right." The problem is, I'm nowhere near ready to tackle a novel-sized project, which would require a hell of a lot more forethought than this seat-of-the-pants writer usually puts into her stories. Not that I don't think about the stories...I totally do, on a nearly constant basis. Sometimes I even *gasp* write down plot points. But most of the time I just scribble as it comes to me. A major event in the BearFic happened because of something a character said that gave me an out for an ending, which I didn't plan on when I started the thing. Did I plan on that character saying that when I began? Hell, no. *snorts* But the end came together after he said it.

Screw it, I'm going to bed.

*flails*

Yeah, I'm flailing like a giant flaily thing right now. See, this is why I read other people's takes on stuff, because they catch things I miss. Many thanks to shapinglight for pointing out that...

Wait for it...

( Cut for major major spoiler for Angel: After the Fall )

DUDE.

*flails*

Yeah, I'm flailing like a giant flaily thing right now. See, this is why I read other people's takes on stuff, because they catch things I miss. Many thanks to shapinglight for pointing out that...

Wait for it...

( Cut for major major spoiler for Angel: After the Fall )

DUDE.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Or, Happy Thursday, if you're, you know...not in the US.

What I planned on doing and what we wound up doing were two entirely different things. See, the Hubby has been at work since Tuesday, and I didn't expect him home until...about two hours from now. So I was basically going to clean like a madwoman and have the house all shiny and clean when he got home.

Of course, he was deadheading back from wherever it was he was...so he found an earlier flight and surprised me by coming home, er, before noon. And therefore the house was a wreck. *sigh*

Anyway, I hadn't planned on a big feasty thing for me and Da Boy. I have some turkey left over in the freezer from the last time I cooked one (which I do on a fairly regular basis, because, dude. Cheap meat that feeds us for, like, three months), so I was thinking about warming that up and mashing some potatoes, etc. That went out the window because, well, there were three of us now.

After hemming and hawing and saying "Well, what do you want to do?" to each other for awhile, I had the brilliant idea of checking to see if our local Megaplex was open today. And it was.

I've had a yen to see "Enchanted" ever since I saw a trailer for it, lo, many moons ago. The Megaplex has an amazing food court, where you can get just about any sort of food your heart desires, from pizza to hamburgers to Mexican to Chinese. So, I got pizza, and the Hubby got a Mexican thing, plus the popcorn and frozen Junior Mints. And then we setled in to watch the show.

( DUDES. THIS IS A FABULOUS MOVIE. )

And we also saw trailers for "Horton Hears a Who" and "Get Smart." The trailer for "Get Smart" had me giggling like a crazy thing. MUST. SEE. And of course "Horton Hears a Who" goes without saying. That's my all time favorite Dr Seuss book. There was another trailer for some Martin Lawrence thing where he's going on a college road trip with his daughter to help her pick a school that had me going "Why would I want to see that?" and the trailer for "Alvin and the Chipmunks," sadly, gave me the same reaction. If you're trying to get me into your movie with a poop-eating joke (I kid you not), you're doing it wrong.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Or, Happy Thursday, if you're, you know...not in the US.

What I planned on doing and what we wound up doing were two entirely different things. See, the Hubby has been at work since Tuesday, and I didn't expect him home until...about two hours from now. So I was basically going to clean like a madwoman and have the house all shiny and clean when he got home.

Of course, he was deadheading back from wherever it was he was...so he found an earlier flight and surprised me by coming home, er, before noon. And therefore the house was a wreck. *sigh*

Anyway, I hadn't planned on a big feasty thing for me and Da Boy. I have some turkey left over in the freezer from the last time I cooked one (which I do on a fairly regular basis, because, dude. Cheap meat that feeds us for, like, three months), so I was thinking about warming that up and mashing some potatoes, etc. That went out the window because, well, there were three of us now.

After hemming and hawing and saying "Well, what do you want to do?" to each other for awhile, I had the brilliant idea of checking to see if our local Megaplex was open today. And it was.

I've had a yen to see "Enchanted" ever since I saw a trailer for it, lo, many moons ago. The Megaplex has an amazing food court, where you can get just about any sort of food your heart desires, from pizza to hamburgers to Mexican to Chinese. So, I got pizza, and the Hubby got a Mexican thing, plus the popcorn and frozen Junior Mints. And then we setled in to watch the show.

( DUDES. THIS IS A FABULOUS MOVIE. )

And we also saw trailers for "Horton Hears a Who" and "Get Smart." The trailer for "Get Smart" had me giggling like a crazy thing. MUST. SEE. And of course "Horton Hears a Who" goes without saying. That's my all time favorite Dr Seuss book. There was another trailer for some Martin Lawrence thing where he's going on a college road trip with his daughter to help her pick a school that had me going "Why would I want to see that?" and the trailer for "Alvin and the Chipmunks," sadly, gave me the same reaction. If you're trying to get me into your movie with a poop-eating joke (I kid you not), you're doing it wrong.