pippychick

Day UK leaves the EU: 29th March.
Day UK government bans internet porn: 1st April.
Nothing can go wrong here… nothing at all!
Seems you will be able to visit porn websites if you go into an actual shop and physically purchase some kind of weird licence for a fiver, which you’ll need to use within 24 hours. This will be sold to you by the very last person alive that you want thinking of you and sex. Though even getting to the counter may well mean having to fight your way through a violent melee involving people fighting over toilet roll AND people who left it too late to buy bread and are now battling it out for the last Soreen.

So, having managed to somehow wangle the day off work, I have spent most of it rewriting and redrafting an original story based on an idea by JayDee. There’s a little bit left to go, but I think I’m going to leave that to tomorrow since it concerns the ending, and I want to pitch it just right. I have no idea if this is any good at all, but I’ve decided to just wallow in the feeling and use it should I ever need to describe performance anxiety. I mean, who knows? One day, I might finally have gotten Elrond off with so many people that he really can’t… you know… face it.
That’s a lie. If that ever happened, he could always face it…
There’s no sex in this story. I’m going to need to write some after this. I’ve got several smut-filled unfinished tales to choose from. Maybe I’ll pick on Brienne & Co. Or Rikki. Mmm… Iason.
Okay, I am sleeping!

So, having managed to somehow wangle the day off work, I have spent most of it rewriting and redrafting an original story based on an idea by JayDee. There’s a little bit left to go, but I think I’m going to leave that to tomorrow since it concerns the ending, and I want to pitch it just right. I have no idea if this is any good at all, but I’ve decided to just wallow in the feeling and use it should I ever need to describe performance anxiety. I mean, who knows? One day, I might finally have gotten Elrond off with so many people that he really can’t… you know… face it.
That’s a lie. If that ever happened, he could always face it…
There’s no sex in this story. I’m going to need to write some after this. I’ve got several smut-filled unfinished tales to choose from. Maybe I’ll pick on Brienne & Co. Or Rikki. Mmm… Iason.
Okay, I am sleeping!

So, having managed to somehow wangle the day off work, I have spent most of it rewriting and redrafting an original story based on an idea by JayDee. There’s a little bit left to go, but I think I’m going to leave that to tomorrow since it concerns the ending, and I want to pitch it just right. I have no idea if this is any good at all, but I’ve decided to just wallow in the feeling and use it should I ever need to describe performance anxiety. I mean, who knows? One day, I might finally have gotten Elrond off with so many people that he really can’t… you know… face it.
That’s a lie. If that ever happened, he could always face it…
There’s no sex in this story. I’m going to need to write some after this. I’ve got several smut-filled unfinished tales to choose from. Maybe I’ll pick on Brienne & Co. Or Rikki. Mmm… Iason.
Okay, I am sleeping!

So, I need to rewrite two scenes in Part Seven to varying extents (one scene is getting shifted from Kevin’s PoV to Luzurial’s, and another scene just has the setting changed), and on top of that my muse called and wants to throw something that will (hopefully) be kind of sweet and romantic at the beginning of the love scene.
Combine that with the fact that my work schedule the last few days has been somewhat rough and the result is I have to try and do all of this tonight.
Should I not be able to manage it, nobody be surprised if Part Seven doesn’t appear until Tuesday or (at the latest) Wednesday morning.  This will not affect when Part Eight is uploaded, since Eight just needs a little polishing instead of the work going into Seven, but I just wanted to give everyone a heads up.

Well, I’m back, and I may even be writing again. I’m not going to say what’s been happening, because that would just bore you all – and me. Suffice to say I suspected it before, but now I know that Hell is dually purposed as a carpet shop. You’ll finally realise how many rugs you’re standing on when cackling demons start pulling them from under your feet.
Something is off with the universe lately, but perhaps it’s settling itself. Except, there’s Brexit to look forward to. Of all the things I hate, I hate that I’ve become one of those insane people who keep shelves full of bottled water… just in case. All we need is a second referendum, then the people of this country will vote ‘No Deal’ like lambs to the slaughter.
Ah, well.
For as long as it’s possible, I may as well potter about in my own AU’s.
 

Well, I’m back, and I may even be writing again. I’m not going to say what’s been happening, because that would just bore you all – and me. Suffice to say I suspected it before, but now I know that Hell is dually purposed as a carpet shop. You’ll finally realise how many rugs you’re standing on when cackling demons start pulling them from under your feet.
Something is off with the universe lately, but perhaps it’s settling itself. Except, there’s Brexit to look forward to. Of all the things I hate, I hate that I’ve become one of those insane people who keep shelves full of bottled water… just in case. All we need is a second referendum, then the people of this country will vote ‘No Deal’ like lambs to the slaughter.
Ah, well.
For as long as it’s possible, I may as well potter about in my own AU’s.
 

Well, I’m back, and I may even be writing again. I’m not going to say what’s been happening, because that would just bore you all – and me. Suffice to say I suspected it before, but now I know that Hell is dually purposed as a carpet shop. You’ll finally realise how many rugs you’re standing on when cackling demons start pulling them from under your feet.
Something is off with the universe lately, but perhaps it’s settling itself. Except, there’s Brexit to look forward to. Of all the things I hate, I hate that I’ve become one of those insane people who keep shelves full of bottled water… just in case. All we need is a second referendum, then the people of this country will vote ‘No Deal’ like lambs to the slaughter.
Ah, well.
For as long as it’s possible, I may as well potter about in my own AU’s.
 

Well, I’m back, and I may even be writing again. I’m not going to say what’s been happening, because that would just bore you all – and me. Suffice to say I suspected it before, but now I know that Hell is dually purposed as a carpet shop. You’ll finally realise how many rugs you’re standing on when cackling demons start pulling them from under your feet.
Something is off with the universe lately, but perhaps it’s settling itself. Except, there’s Brexit to look forward to. Of all the things I hate, I hate that I’ve become one of those insane people who keep shelves full of bottled water… just in case. All we need is a second referendum, then the people of this country will vote ‘No Deal’ like lambs to the slaughter.
Ah, well.
For as long as it’s possible, I may as well potter about in my own AU’s.
 

Well, I’m back, and I may even be writing again. I’m not going to say what’s been happening, because that would just bore you all – and me. Suffice to say I suspected it before, but now I know that Hell is dually purposed as a carpet shop. You’ll finally realise how many rugs you’re standing on when cackling demons start pulling them from under your feet.
Something is off with the universe lately, but perhaps it’s settling itself. Except, there’s Brexit to look forward to. Of all the things I hate, I hate that I’ve become one of those insane people who keep shelves full of bottled water… just in case. All we need is a second referendum, then the people of this country will vote ‘No Deal’ like lambs to the slaughter.
Ah, well.
For as long as it’s possible, I may as well potter about in my own AU’s.
 

Just found myself reading a graphic handjob scene with a 15 year old with zero warning or tags. This is what I get for getting a book from the literary section of the library rather than reading AFF.

Literally 99.9999% of my dragon prints are me looking for typos. 

Ok, I think I need to hibernate for a bit. Maybe a couple of weeks. I don't know. People are worried about me.
I just want to sleep. Let me be and be nothing. I am nothing at all it seems. Not even a dream.
What have I done?
Well, I stopped someone from toying with me before they got it into their head that they could… so that’s something. I said I was worth more than that. I think, if I give myself a bit of time, I’ll believe it again. But as of right now… I feel pretty worthless.
Let me sleep it off.
Then, perhaps, I’ll finally start updating my work again. Brienne wouldn’t have stood for that shit either. *nods* I’m right. But I need sleep just now. Lots of it.
 

Ok, I think I need to hibernate for a bit. Maybe a couple of weeks. I don't know. People are worried about me.
I just want to sleep. Let me be and be nothing. I am nothing at all it seems. Not even a dream.
What have I done?
Well, I stopped someone from toying with me before they got it into their head that they could… so that’s something. I said I was worth more than that. I think, if I give myself a bit of time, I’ll believe it again. But as of right now… I feel pretty worthless.
Let me sleep it off.
Then, perhaps, I’ll finally start updating my work again. Brienne wouldn’t have stood for that shit either. *nods* I’m right. But I need sleep just now. Lots of it.
 

Keep your fingers crossed for me, looks like I actually get a day off Thursday!

Feeling kind of low tonight, and tired. Just so much stumbling around in the dark without a guide, way too much wondering what I’m doing, every single day, when maybe it’s all too clear: I’m setting myself up.
Hope. It makes fools of us all, doesn’t it? People like to blame love, but love is just a part-time accomplice. Hope is the really vicious one.
I’m sorry for a million and one things, but mostly for being myself. You’d think I would have learnt by now to hide that part. I just never hated it enough.
Well, perhaps I’ll learn another lesson here. Don’t stare at mirages. They’ll make you crazy.
*sighs*
The stress is killing me, and maybe that’s why I’ve had my first serious nightmare in what feels like months, which is what has me awake at just gone four am.
MIA, 2018

Feeling kind of low tonight, and tired. Just so much stumbling around in the dark without a guide, way too much wondering what I’m doing, every single day, when maybe it’s all too clear: I’m setting myself up.
Hope. It makes fools of us all, doesn’t it? People like to blame love, but love is just a part-time accomplice. Hope is the really vicious one.
I’m sorry for a million and one things, but mostly for being myself. You’d think I would have learnt by now to hide that part. I just never hated it enough.
Well, perhaps I’ll learn another lesson here. Don’t stare at mirages. They’ll make you crazy.
*sighs*
The stress is killing me, and maybe that’s why I’ve had my first serious nightmare in what feels like months, which is what has me awake at just gone four am.
MIA, 2018

And it looks like the new hard drive is doing the trick, for which I am profoundly grateful!
Just in time for the first round of edits for the republications…. 

All right, so sadly it’s not happening at all for me on AFF (I’m not sure why, and I’ve given up wondering), and while I’ll never go back to certain other sites as myself, I’ve had no choice but to post there. it’s either that or lose my motivation entirely. There’s also a chance it might just be one slightly enthusiastic person, but…
I got 45 kudos overnight.
This is encouraging.

It is Day 3000 of the nuclear winter, and I am preparing to go and stock up in advance of the coming Bomb Cyclone we are threatened with as of tonight.

At least I have a case of wine on hand.

A very Happy Birthday to our own CL Mustafic! Hope this year is good to you!  

Ok… I am editing the next chapter. I’m a little late, I know.
Now let’s hope I don’t read through this and think: Oh, no. *gulps*
Here goes...

Happy new year everyone. 

It’s nearly twenty to twelve. I’m trying to write, but fireworks keep going off outside and making me have mini heart attacks. Not entirely unlike Clegane, however I don’t think it’s helping.
Anyway, Happy New Year to you all, however you are celebrating!
 

Happy New Year, everyone. May 2018 be your best year yet. 明けましておめでとうございます