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chocolatepotFINALLY watching Doctor Who, you guys. I'm broadly liking 9.01 so far. It makes absolutely no sense but Capaldi + Missy are dynamite. I hope Missy gets to keep being in this season in this way.
I haven't really sat down and looked at the finished copy of RWD because I hate examining my own finished work, but I just realized that they didn't really go with my picture captions. NO. Mine were like "walking dress, Journal des Dames et des Modes, April 1806" and that's it. I don't like some of the ones they wrote.
I'm always buying bread and then throwing it out, so I finally got my Zojirushi bread maker out. It only makes little bread cubes, see. Like six slices. So it won't have time to go moldy.
Also caught up on posting to Dress at Downton. The mauve-burgundy-brown-lavender color family everywhere it really putting me off, except for how Edith is never a part of it. Still not over [spoiler] at the end of 6.05, that was REALLY unexpected.
Stressed and anxious about everything, my face is horribly broken out. There are pros and cons to both Ottawa ideas - buying my own books to sell vs. taking the museum's. The latter means no extra money for me, but also no risk. STOP STOP STOP brain, it's not that big of a deal. Oh, but my Regency corset is still terrible and fits really poorly. I can't get dressed by myself. Ugh, why can't it be like two or three weeks after Halloween instead of the next weekend? I just feel so crappy.
This explanation of why daleks shout exterminate works for me.
I really want to write, but I can't find the notebook where I started this novel. And now I cut, me talking about writing is even more boring than me talking about RWD.
I started this novel a couple of years ago. I don't know when I had the original idea, but it occurred to me sometime that I wanted to write about the aftermath of the cliché fantasy story/traditional fairy tale with a deserving hero of humble origins who defeats the evil wizard/king/whatever and wins a kingdom (tbh I think it's more fairy tale than fantasy story, although I've basically forgotten what real fantasy tropes are, ever since asserting particular things are common and then subverting them became extremely popular). I decided this would be interesting to do in a fantasy version of late 16th century France, from the viewpoint of a fictional daughter of analogues of Bess of Hardwick and the Earl of Shrewsbury, who becomes queen consort.
As with a lot of stories I start, the beginning I wrote was pretty bad. They're almost always too quick, as I want to get to the action, and full of too much information as I come up with it. So it was just kind of ... nonsensical, one night there was a horrible magical battle in a roof somewhere and the next day everyone kind of rolled with it and was scrambling to get status with this new ruler. Magic obviously had to be a pretty big deal, but by this point I was really into non-magical (or barely magical) pseudo-history rather than fantasy, so it was really awkward.
Over the summer I started again from the top. Didn't get very far yet, but my plan - now that I know the characters and their relationships - is to continue moving the story at a slower pace. I started with Amice, the heroine, waking up on the day that she leaves her half-sister's home, where she's been fostered for several years, and taking a carriage to one of her parents' country estates. She's going to get there, hear some rumors about what's happened in the capital, then go there for some kind of presentation, hearing more rumors along the way.
On the magic issue, it's rough because I honestly am a lot less interested in the kind of big magic I used to like back in high school and early college. And when I started writing the first attempt, I hadn't yet gotten into "what about magic as an accomplishment and little folk magic spells?" (Shades of Milk and Honey stole it from me.) Ideally I would just turn this into pseudo-history with no fantasy, but I can't come up with any plausible way to make this scenario work without making some pretty big changes, which makes sense as it comes from fairy tales in the first place. So I'm trying to kind of work my way back into it, and I'm going to make a conscious effort in that line.
I thought briefly about working on this for NaNo, but I do not want/need that stress.
I haven't really sat down and looked at the finished copy of RWD because I hate examining my own finished work, but I just realized that they didn't really go with my picture captions. NO. Mine were like "walking dress, Journal des Dames et des Modes, April 1806" and that's it. I don't like some of the ones they wrote.
I'm always buying bread and then throwing it out, so I finally got my Zojirushi bread maker out. It only makes little bread cubes, see. Like six slices. So it won't have time to go moldy.
Also caught up on posting to Dress at Downton. The mauve-burgundy-brown-lavender color family everywhere it really putting me off, except for how Edith is never a part of it. Still not over [spoiler] at the end of 6.05, that was REALLY unexpected.
Stressed and anxious about everything, my face is horribly broken out. There are pros and cons to both Ottawa ideas - buying my own books to sell vs. taking the museum's. The latter means no extra money for me, but also no risk. STOP STOP STOP brain, it's not that big of a deal. Oh, but my Regency corset is still terrible and fits really poorly. I can't get dressed by myself. Ugh, why can't it be like two or three weeks after Halloween instead of the next weekend? I just feel so crappy.
This explanation of why daleks shout exterminate works for me.
I really want to write, but I can't find the notebook where I started this novel. And now I cut, me talking about writing is even more boring than me talking about RWD.
I started this novel a couple of years ago. I don't know when I had the original idea, but it occurred to me sometime that I wanted to write about the aftermath of the cliché fantasy story/traditional fairy tale with a deserving hero of humble origins who defeats the evil wizard/king/whatever and wins a kingdom (tbh I think it's more fairy tale than fantasy story, although I've basically forgotten what real fantasy tropes are, ever since asserting particular things are common and then subverting them became extremely popular). I decided this would be interesting to do in a fantasy version of late 16th century France, from the viewpoint of a fictional daughter of analogues of Bess of Hardwick and the Earl of Shrewsbury, who becomes queen consort.
As with a lot of stories I start, the beginning I wrote was pretty bad. They're almost always too quick, as I want to get to the action, and full of too much information as I come up with it. So it was just kind of ... nonsensical, one night there was a horrible magical battle in a roof somewhere and the next day everyone kind of rolled with it and was scrambling to get status with this new ruler. Magic obviously had to be a pretty big deal, but by this point I was really into non-magical (or barely magical) pseudo-history rather than fantasy, so it was really awkward.
Over the summer I started again from the top. Didn't get very far yet, but my plan - now that I know the characters and their relationships - is to continue moving the story at a slower pace. I started with Amice, the heroine, waking up on the day that she leaves her half-sister's home, where she's been fostered for several years, and taking a carriage to one of her parents' country estates. She's going to get there, hear some rumors about what's happened in the capital, then go there for some kind of presentation, hearing more rumors along the way.
On the magic issue, it's rough because I honestly am a lot less interested in the kind of big magic I used to like back in high school and early college. And when I started writing the first attempt, I hadn't yet gotten into "what about magic as an accomplishment and little folk magic spells?" (Shades of Milk and Honey stole it from me.) Ideally I would just turn this into pseudo-history with no fantasy, but I can't come up with any plausible way to make this scenario work without making some pretty big changes, which makes sense as it comes from fairy tales in the first place. So I'm trying to kind of work my way back into it, and I'm going to make a conscious effort in that line.
I thought briefly about working on this for NaNo, but I do not want/need that stress.
