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This happens when the child’s vacation coincides with one’s own. “Mom? Whatcha doin’?” Mom explains the four pages per day plan, so daughter gets out her laptop to monkey see, monkey do. And writes. A story. She’s hit her four pages. Don’t ask about my progress. We’ve been at this all day, with her reading to me every time she finishes a paragraph.

She’s writing about a war between robots and fairies, though she thinks she may drop the fairies and go with a war between robots and humans. Her protagonist’s name is Gilda. Ah the workings of the subconscious after seeing Rigoletto.

But I write on my bed-desk, and she’s sitting right beside me, writing away on her dad’s side of the bed. It feels… invasive. I should express pride, and I am proud, but I’m also private. I like to write alone and in the quiet. I like to think I won’t have to censor myself because a child might (will) glance over at my screen.

Why don’t I chase her out of here? Because if she wants to write, there’s no way I’ll do anything to threaten that impulse. She stays.

However, I’m doing some good outlining and character sketching, so… production. Okay. And I can outlast her. She’ll get put to bed eventually.

Don't ask about the man in the living room practicing his trumpet while the football game blasts in the background.

What distractions? I eat distractions for breakfast.

ETA: Hurray! She's wandered off to bug her dad, and I've anagrammed a character name. Much fun.

ETA: Mission accomplished 4 hours earlier than yesterday. 4 pages done, and painlessly once child occupied herself elsewhere. Character from an older story reconceived and with that character perhaps the story as well. We'll see. Writing feels fun again tonight.

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Lunch -- yes. Definitely. I still haven't booted up my work laptop to see what our schedule looks like next week, so I have no idea which day. I'm thinking of looking at it tomorrow. I'm hoping for no surprises along the lines of "Classes begin today" when I finally check.

Marvel at my motivation.

bweahahahahhahah!!!!!!

*snerk*

Trust, I'll give you the heads up for that class stuff *g*

Your lack of concern leads me to suspect classes don't actually start tomorrow. No? That's good. *g*

no, not tomorrow :) You're good at least through the weekend.

I'm so pleased. :) Because I think classes would have to have begun without me. I would have waved fondly.

I'll be ready to return Monday. I think I have the idea of 3 sacred weeks off programmed into my DNA.

Waved fondly? that's cool. I'd have probably made a crude gesture. *G*

I need to read Baldwin.

So, does knowing that one of your mini-celeb crushes would be a porn star as an alternative career qualify as good news? I'm thinking it does. As long as it was gay porn.

It's definitely good news, because I'm guessing if you'll do porn, you'll do anything. *nods* You can queer that big time. Oh yeah.

Sweet. *has happy mental pictures* :)

There is SO much Wincest to catch up on. Heeee.

I drowned in an unexpected cache of Snarry over break. Why is Snarry always unexpected?

...Snarry?

Snape/Harry. Always, always unexpected.

Ah! Ah.

But unexpected in a good way?

In a good way, yes. I always like it more than I expect I will.

that's always cool. *nods*

Lots of Snarry is highly plot driven, not pwp. I like that. It makes the sex REALLY hot when it finally happens. They already have tension, so introduce ust and WOW. *melts* Plus, Snape is as fascinating to me as season 1, 2 and 3 Lex Luthor. You can't tell whether he's really dark. You can't tell whether or not he'll fall. I love the way these guys teeter. *drools over ambiguity*

hehe.

i found it interesting that Michael "headlump" Rosenbaum is often portrayed in J2 fic as a snarky git. :)

It's a beautiful lump. Come to the dark side of the lump. *beckons*

Two people just friended me out of nowhere because of the SOUP recipe I just made up. Do you think the gay porn will surprise them?

*LOL*

Who knows.

I can't come to the lump. The lump frightens me. *quivers*

You know, my Aunt Joyce is on the internet. She's a sweet little old Bible thumping lady who would definitely friend ljs with good recipes. Imagine her surprise if....

Not sure I'll friend these people back. *shakes head* Not sure they've read the warning on my profile page.

Porn, people. There's porn here. GAY PORN.

You should make the text flash or blink or something. *g*

Like neon lights at a strip club. Yes!

hehehhehe. *g*

I posted pictures. *points to LJ*