update

Gave up and wilted across my bed for several hours, during which time I had weird nightmares about running from evil magical people out to kill any children with hints of magic. Had to catch trains at crazy hours, and hide out down a mine shaft that inexplicably turned into an army recruiting station.

Was recruited, given a red locker and a computer, and told that based on my arrival -- on an out-of-control mine cart -- I would never EVER be allowed to pilot or drive anything and would have to do desk work.

Also, I had a metallic silver chicken as a pet. Go figure.

Have decided to become nocturnal until such time as the weather cools off. Will hopefully get more done, and avoid more dreams like that.

update

Gave up and wilted across my bed for several hours, during which time I had weird nightmares about running from evil magical people out to kill any children with hints of magic. Had to catch trains at crazy hours, and hide out down a mine shaft that inexplicably turned into an army recruiting station.

Was recruited, given a red locker and a computer, and told that based on my arrival -- on an out-of-control mine cart -- I would never EVER be allowed to pilot or drive anything and would have to do desk work.

Also, I had a metallic silver chicken as a pet. Go figure.

Have decided to become nocturnal until such time as the weather cools off. Will hopefully get more done, and avoid more dreams like that.

i hate my life, but fic is good

My insomnia is back. I have just spent THREE HOURS trying to fall asleep. I am tired enough to sleep all day.

And can I sleep? NO.

ARGH.

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In more pleasant news, I finally knocked down my weird, self-imposed block on reading Paracelsus's post-Hogwarts story, Restitution, and I am so happy -- I left off at chapter 5 and he's now up to chapter 10! Beyond the wonderful character interaction, brilliantly developed New Zealand magical community and traditions, and marvelous little asides that make the wizarding world feel realistic, it has developed a murder-mystery plot, and I need to know what happens next!

Which is annoying, since I don't even like mystery stories, usually. He suckered me in with the character stuff and the two preceding stories.

Go read it; it's really great. Amazing Harry characterization, best Trio interaction I've seen in a long time, and a lot of close attention to how a magical world would actually work.

You can start with And Miles To Go Before I Sleep, which is the first one he wrote, or I Have a Rendezvous With Death, which is the first chronologically. Either one will, unfortunately, spoil bits of the other, but they're so well-written it doesn't matter.

(Um. He can be a bit unsubtle with some of the character observations and foreshadowing at points, but I really find it hard to complain considering how great the stories are.)

i hate my life, but fic is good

My insomnia is back. I have just spent THREE HOURS trying to fall asleep. I am tired enough to sleep all day.

And can I sleep? NO.

ARGH.

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In more pleasant news, I finally knocked down my weird, self-imposed block on reading Paracelsus's post-Hogwarts story, Restitution, and I am so happy -- I left off at chapter 5 and he's now up to chapter 10! Beyond the wonderful character interaction, brilliantly developed New Zealand magical community and traditions, and marvelous little asides that make the wizarding world feel realistic, it has developed a murder-mystery plot, and I need to know what happens next!

Which is annoying, since I don't even like mystery stories, usually. He suckered me in with the character stuff and the two preceding stories.

Go read it; it's really great. Amazing Harry characterization, best Trio interaction I've seen in a long time, and a lot of close attention to how a magical world would actually work.

You can start with And Miles To Go Before I Sleep, which is the first one he wrote, or I Have a Rendezvous With Death, which is the first chronologically. Either one will, unfortunately, spoil bits of the other, but they're so well-written it doesn't matter.

(Um. He can be a bit unsubtle with some of the character observations and foreshadowing at points, but I really find it hard to complain considering how great the stories are.)

wah

Have given up in despair. Obviously I will not be able to recover a normal sleep schedule until I'm home in New Jersey with sweet, sweet air conditioning.

Since I did get several hours of what could loosely be termed "rest," I am now off to fake being a functional, productive member of society and ask questions about degree programs at the local community college.

Maybe when I get back, my brain will be working again and I can get back to my writing.

wah

Have given up in despair. Obviously I will not be able to recover a normal sleep schedule until I'm home in New Jersey with sweet, sweet air conditioning.

Since I did get several hours of what could loosely be termed "rest," I am now off to fake being a functional, productive member of society and ask questions about degree programs at the local community college.

Maybe when I get back, my brain will be working again and I can get back to my writing.

[Fic] "Blessed Are the Meek" -- original, Ironheart's War

This is sort of by way of an apology for all my whining about the weather. I can't think enough to write anything new, but I dug this out of my archives.

It's kind of the first third of an original story. Not quite my usual style -- it's present tense and uses WAY more description than I usually do -- but it wanted to be written this way.

( Blessed Are the Meek )

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Meanwhile, I did talk to the college people, only to discover that I need to talk to different people who actually have the answers I want. Grrr. So I went to the library and took out some books on military history, which is always useful to keep in mind when writing fantasy epic things. 'Cause war is messy, and knights in shining armor? Very inefficient way to manage an army, really. The horses in particular are mad expensive.

*hugs her wonderful nonfiction tightly*

[Fic] "Blessed Are the Meek" -- original, Ironheart's War

This is sort of by way of an apology for all my whining about the weather. I can't think enough to write anything new, but I dug this out of my archives.

It's kind of the first third of an original story. Not quite my usual style -- it's present tense and uses WAY more description than I usually do -- but it wanted to be written this way.

( Blessed Are the Meek )

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Meanwhile, I did talk to the college people, only to discover that I need to talk to different people who actually have the answers I want. Grrr. So I went to the library and took out some books on military history, which is always useful to keep in mind when writing fantasy epic things. 'Cause war is messy, and knights in shining armor? Very inefficient way to manage an army, really. The horses in particular are mad expensive.

*hugs her wonderful nonfiction tightly*