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May. 11th, 2005 11:43 amI posted this picture of Scout yesterday but didn't post the caption, so part of the cutness wasn't communicated. See, Scout just turned one-years-old, and her parents sent her a birfday package from Iraq, which included that promotional Frisbee. (Why there's a promotional Frisbee for Operation Iraqi Freedom I don't know, except for the rich irony possibities it presents.) So it's Scout's new favorite toy. And I thought it was just too precious a photo. Tinged with some sort of sarcastic undertone. But, anyhow. I digress: the point is that she's cute. Looka that snoot! Aww.
In other news, am amused by the WiP meme, which most recently I've seen
forodwaith do, but I haven't seen it explained anywhere. So I'm going to take a stab at it. I'm assuming that one simply attempts to humorously summarize three or so of one's frustrating WiPs?
(Bah. I lack summary skillz. I wish I were funny. Bah! [I am apparently now a sheep. How fitting.])
Disorganized Glorfindel / Ecthelion One True Pairing Epic (Tolkien, Silmarillion / HoMe fanfic):
Ahh, slash. And oblivious characters. At least I know how this one ends (Duh. It's the First Age. They all die horribly. Duh).
Vikings Novel (original historical fiction; NaNo 2004):
Barbarians Novel (original fantasy, ridiculously over-bloated with redundant cut scenes, started over from scratch, and utterly uncooperative):
In other news, am amused by the WiP meme, which most recently I've seen
(Bah. I lack summary skillz. I wish I were funny. Bah! [I am apparently now a sheep. How fitting.])
Disorganized Glorfindel / Ecthelion One True Pairing Epic (Tolkien, Silmarillion / HoMe fanfic):
Glorfindel: Holy crap, the world hates me. *flees Kinslaying*
Elenwe: Nephew, guilt never made anything better. Go make some friends.
Glorfindel: *sees Ecthelion, goes ping!* Hey sailor.
Ecthelion: But I-- uh-- No! I am a proper Noldo and we don't do that sort of thing.
Glorfindel: Whatever you say. Let's just be friends. Now I will hit you and tell you my tragic childhood.
Ecthelion: *sleeps with him*
Author: I have no transitional scenes. How does this connect? I don't know.
Egalmoth: I demand you tell my story now.
OFC: Yays! Het!
Egalmoth and OFC: *have plot-tangential hawt het sex*
Ecthelion: *blathers on about Sindar and Noldor*
Glorfindel: *goes on a bit about theology*
Glorfindel and Ecthelion: *have more hot gay sex*
Author: I have no transitional scenes. How does this connect? I don't know.
Maedhros: Let's all go destroy Morgoth.
Nirnaeth Arnoediad: *happens*
Glorfindel: Ouch. *falls over, bleeding somewhat unattractively*
Ecthelion: *kills people, drags Glorfindel home* I am consumed with horror.
Glorfindel: I know how you feel. In fact, let me tell you the rest of My Dark Past which you somehow miraculously haven't figured out in all the time we've been together.
Ecthelion: Would you believe, that makes me feel better?
Glorfindel and Ecthelion: *have hot gay sex*
Ahh, slash. And oblivious characters. At least I know how this one ends (Duh. It's the First Age. They all die horribly. Duh).
Vikings Novel (original historical fiction; NaNo 2004):
Heroine: I am too whiny.
Hero: I am manly, dammit. Manly! Let me brood.
Plot: I am much more complicated than you think.
Heroine: Can't we have sex already?
Author: How much sex can I put in this thing?
Hero: More than that.
Heroine: Put in some hurt/comfort!
Author: No! God! Stoppit!
Plot: Um, I'm over here.
Author: I know, I know.
Hero: I am now an asshole.
Heroine: I am a total nympho. But it's ok because we're going to get married!
Plot: I don't think so.
Historical accuracy: You don't even know who I am, do you?
Author: AUGGGHHH!!
Barbarians Novel (original fantasy, ridiculously over-bloated with redundant cut scenes, started over from scratch, and utterly uncooperative):
Hero: I am going to tell this from the 1st person POV even though that is one of those things that's Simply Not Done.
Author: You're covering up for the fact that I can't do 3rd per limited to save myself, aren't you.
Heroine: I am exceedingly mysterious now. I like this better than my old ditz incarnation, although I do miss my wronged-innocent scenes. The old me kicked ass.
Author: The old you sucked. Shut up.
Hero: Um, she's rather too mysterious now. I don't know what's going on.
Author: Shit. How can I do scenes you're not in from your POV?
Hero: I'm leaving this bitch. She crazy.
Heroine: I could explain, if you'd give me a scene.
Author: No! Stoppit!
Plot: Um, I don't make any sense without her POV.
Hero: Damn right you don't.
Author: Well, shit.
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Date: 2005-05-11 05:25 pm (UTC)Ha! My eternal lament as well.
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Date: 2005-05-12 02:02 am (UTC)