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When she was still in her right mind, Mal once spent a week pondering funerals. In the end, only Arthur was left to carry out her wishes. (575 words.) The title is a completely random line from Emily Dickinson, just because.
[Now crossposted here on AO3.]
( An Adjourning Heart )
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*examines Inception fic* Thus far, I have written an Ariadne-centric remix where Arthur keeps trying to be a slightly more important secondary character than Eames or Yusuf, a completely cracked out fusion WIP novel in which Arthur has had almost twice as many POV scenes as either Ariadne or Eames, and three 15-minute fics that all feature Arthur and have no other characters in common.
It's pretty obvious that Arthur is my One True Character in this fandom, yeah? Which is not surprising, really, given that he kicked off my Joseph Gordon-Levitt obsession, but still. I feel I should try to be less blatant about my favoritism.
(On that note, I am still picking my way through the too-late-for-Femgen fic about Ariadne and Dragon Day. It's up to 2,500 words, and I have gotten her from Saturday through Tuesday, so only three more days to go until the parade and the bonfire. Possibly I will continue through the next Saturday and the start of spring break, but that's very much up in the air.)
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In non-writing news, today I Did All The Chores. I paid my bills, I went grocery shopping, I did my laundry, I organized and/or threw out all the stuff that has been sitting on my tables and counters for months, I rationalized my closet storage space (...a little bit, anyway), I finally got around to putting in metal loops for my curtain ties instead of just nailing ribbons to the window frames, I fixed a sagging curtain rod, I hung two decorative poems and a flyswatter on my walls, I recycled my bag of plastic bags, I cleaned my bathroom, I packed up the clothes and books I am getting rid of, and I started cleaning my radiators.
Tomorrow I will vacuum, I will finish cleaning baseboards and radiators, and I will take out the trash, after which I will be ready for when my family arrives for Thanksgiving. \o/
Vicky will drive up Monday; our plan is to have Chinese takeout and generally hang out that night. On Tuesday she will telecommute to her job while I am at the smoke shop. That evening, our parents and Aunt Cara will arrive, we will all go out for dinner, and we will have a small birthday party for Aunt Cara. Wednesday is for touristy stuff. Thursday is for Thanksgiving itself, obviously. I am cleverly escaping the cooking portions by being at work from 9am to 2pm, but I will do most of the cleanup, so it works out. :-) And Friday morning we will have a family breakfast, after which everybody leaves.
Vicky will be on my air mattress, probably in my computer room. The others will be in motels, because I do not have room to put them up.
[Now crossposted here on AO3.]
( An Adjourning Heart )
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*examines Inception fic* Thus far, I have written an Ariadne-centric remix where Arthur keeps trying to be a slightly more important secondary character than Eames or Yusuf, a completely cracked out fusion WIP novel in which Arthur has had almost twice as many POV scenes as either Ariadne or Eames, and three 15-minute fics that all feature Arthur and have no other characters in common.
It's pretty obvious that Arthur is my One True Character in this fandom, yeah? Which is not surprising, really, given that he kicked off my Joseph Gordon-Levitt obsession, but still. I feel I should try to be less blatant about my favoritism.
(On that note, I am still picking my way through the too-late-for-Femgen fic about Ariadne and Dragon Day. It's up to 2,500 words, and I have gotten her from Saturday through Tuesday, so only three more days to go until the parade and the bonfire. Possibly I will continue through the next Saturday and the start of spring break, but that's very much up in the air.)
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In non-writing news, today I Did All The Chores. I paid my bills, I went grocery shopping, I did my laundry, I organized and/or threw out all the stuff that has been sitting on my tables and counters for months, I rationalized my closet storage space (...a little bit, anyway), I finally got around to putting in metal loops for my curtain ties instead of just nailing ribbons to the window frames, I fixed a sagging curtain rod, I hung two decorative poems and a flyswatter on my walls, I recycled my bag of plastic bags, I cleaned my bathroom, I packed up the clothes and books I am getting rid of, and I started cleaning my radiators.
Tomorrow I will vacuum, I will finish cleaning baseboards and radiators, and I will take out the trash, after which I will be ready for when my family arrives for Thanksgiving. \o/
Vicky will drive up Monday; our plan is to have Chinese takeout and generally hang out that night. On Tuesday she will telecommute to her job while I am at the smoke shop. That evening, our parents and Aunt Cara will arrive, we will all go out for dinner, and we will have a small birthday party for Aunt Cara. Wednesday is for touristy stuff. Thursday is for Thanksgiving itself, obviously. I am cleverly escaping the cooking portions by being at work from 9am to 2pm, but I will do most of the cleanup, so it works out. :-) And Friday morning we will have a family breakfast, after which everybody leaves.
Vicky will be on my air mattress, probably in my computer room. The others will be in motels, because I do not have room to put them up.
