Evaine's Doing WHAT?

Okay, this is ridiculous. I have my winter slippers on - the ones that are like boots. It's the first time my ankles have been warm all day. It's going down to the low 50s overnight, if not lower. And it's still freakin' AUGUST, people! AUGUST!

On the up side, however, I did finally get myself a new mouse today. I loved my old one. I'd had it for... oh hell, probably 5 years? A Logitech wireless. But it finally gave up the ghost. I couldn't click and drag, nor could I highlight a piece of text any longer without trying for 50 times - and that's not a lie! So I got a new one, and it's SO pretty. Baby blue with lilies on it. If you're curious, it's here. And the best thing? I only paid $30 for it! Bargoon!!

I worked some more on my epic today. Chapter 8 is finished!! Whoo hooo! I may even get a start on Chapter 9 tonight. The past 3 weeks have seen me writing almost every day/night and it feels wonderful! Kudos have to go out to cobrasnaps who regularly gets out the pom poms to cheer me on and, of course, to joolz82253 who keeps begging for more. They're both great motivators and every little bit helps!

I got to chat with tasyfa on the IM today and that made me a happy camper. I've missed our chats.

Then there was this that made the fangurl in me squee ... well, like a fangurl.



James is sitting ON LARS' KNEE! I mean, seriously, have you ever seen such a thing??? Oh, and the other fellows? They're a German band called Die Toten Hosen which I'm told means The Dead Pants. ROTFL!! Thank you, Trinny!!! Made my day!

Tomorrow is the big Nascar Nationwide race here in Montreal. Big doin's around here, ya know. I'll be watching on the tube, of course, cheering on local boy Patrick Carpentier. It's supposed to rain, but I think, if it's not too bad, they'll just haul out the rain tires and the race goes on!

And that's about it for the view from here. I'm wishing all my flisties a LOVELY weekend!

I just spent the last half hour sitting out on the front porch enjoying the sun and the light breeze, mulling fics over in my mind while I sucked on my coffee. It's one of those lovely summer days out there - good for the soul, ya know?

( So what have I been up to this week? )

Here's wishing a LOVELY weekend to all my flisties!

So here we be, the evening before Christmas Eve. And oddly enough, even with all the upheaval of the past months and past weeks and days... I'm right on schedule. *LOL* All the prezzies are wrapped and under the tree. I only have stocking stuffers to take care of tomorrow, which is my usual modus operandi. Even though it's in my bedroom and is smaller than usual, I have to say that my tree looks tres, tres festive.

Michael's at his dad's until tomorrow night - when I have to go out and get him. Well, that's after going to pick him and his little half-sister up and take them out for brunch. It's Michael's and my tradition, brunch at Boccacino's on Christmas Eve. This year, now that she's older, I thought Victoria would like to join us, she ADORES her big brother you see. She's all for it. We may take in "Alvin and the Chipmunks" afterwards, all things being equal - like no damned snowstorm. *LOL* Then I take Mike back to his dad's for THEIR traditional Christmas Eve supper of authentic British fish and chips and an evening of tobogganing before returning to pick him up again. That kid needs to get his license!

I'd love to do the year-end writing meme that's going around, but dammit, I haven't finished hardly ANYTHING this past year. This renovation is taking up all my energy. *sigh* But I do have a bunch of WIPS that I'm really excited about. The story I started for Biffno last year being one of them. My AU Metfic. My super see-crud project. And those are just the multi-chapter fics! I have another whole bunch of bunnies and WIPS waiting for my attention - including a couple in a new (for me) bandom or two. Hopefully a whole slew of them will see posting in '08.

Writing my xmas_rocks fic felt really good, despite the moaning I subjected a few people to. *LOL* I'm planning on getting more writing done between now and after New Years. I'm off all Christmas Week and then off on Tuesday and Wednesday of the following week for New Years. There's some prime writing time in there! And a plethora of drummers and frontmen vying for my attention. *LOL*

Work that was to be done on the house last week, wasn't. Ben managed to catch the flu. *sigh* If it's not one thing it's another. By this time, we were hopeful that the bathroom would be painted. But nope, it's got it's first coat of mud/plaster, waiting for coats 2 and maybe 3 and THEN I can paint. Maybe next weekend. God, I'll be glad when this is done and I have my house back!

I'm going to settle in to watch one of my favorite Christmas movies tonight. National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. Relax, drink some coffee.. the usual. Hope all of your Sunday evenings are going smoothly and are as eventful as you'd like them to be.

Looking for a chuckle, I headed over to fuckyou_fandom thanks to a post by looking_spiffy. I don't know why I do this to myself. Sporking, anon or otherwise, truly gets under my skin in the worst way. But that's for another rant.

Today's rant? People, if you're going to criticise authors, no matter how bad they may be, you'd look a fuck of a lot more credible if you knew where the "shift" key was on your keyboard as well as learning to spell, punctuate and NOT use fucking chat-speak! I'm sorry... I can't take anyone who does chat-speak seriously. It screams ignorance (in the true sense of the word) to me. And when people who profess to be writers use it, be they amateur or not, it just makes it that much worse. Where's the pride in your OWN words? In my honest opinion, you are no better than the people you're flaming. I mean, Jesus Christ on a pogo stick, people! It's as if you're criticising someone's new haircut while your own snarl of matted locks haven't been washed in 3 weeks. Quite possibly the would-be writers you're calling out (behind a veil of anonymity) are the worst things fandom has ever seen, but your opinions carry no weight with me because your writing is just as awful.

Yes, I'm old, cranky and anal... and my fucking feet hurt!

I have so much STUFF. I collect everything. Damn. It's in my genes. All my mom's family is the same. We collect stuff and we keep stuff - you know, just in case one day we need it. *RME* Which is all well and good, but when after 28 years in one house you have to pack it up. It's a fuck-ton of shit!

I tackled one of my bedroom dressers today. I have 3. I think I have every wallet I've ever owned in my adult life. And of course, because it would take me longer to sort and toss, I just packed everything in the boxes to be sorted and tossed when I unpack. There's really something wrong with that. *LOL*

So, I have to go into the office tomorrow. I promised my boss and the co-worker I'm closest with that I would not cop out and call in. I'd like to, don't get me wrong, I have so much stuff to pack and deal with. But I promised. So... into the office I go. At least between now and July 7th (when I'm supposed to be out of here) we have two long weekends. The June 24th and July 1st weekends.

So Ben and M.E. were here again yesterday to pack up more of Ben's stuff. He didn't think he'd left so much, but I kept telling him there was lots. *LOL* Most of it's gone now. Just little bits that I came across today and his part of the album collection.

M.E. expressed interest in my writing when we were sitting and talking after the days' work was done. So, I lent her Danish. I'm curious to see what she has to say about it. *grin* She has no squicks about slash, but about Metallica being slashed? Heehee!! Yeah, it will be interesting. *grin* Of course, Ben's eyebrow did the climb. Do you know that for as long as we were together, no matter what I was writing, be it Star Trek, Trixie Belden, Seven Brides, original fic, he NEVER read any of it. Oh, he was supportive and all, cheering me on; being proud when I'd get good reviews and all - but he NEVER read anything of mine. Just goes to show, I guess, there are alot of reasons he's an ex.

So that's it... back to the everyday grind tomorrow - if only for a day. *LOL* Then back to boxes and STUFF!!

So here I am, in the middle of my weeks' vacation and I figure it's probably time for a bit of an Ev update on stuff.

( So what have I been up to? )

So, I guess the rest of my vacation will be spent in reading, writing, watching and listening. Add to that, no alarm clock, and it's pretty much a perfect week off, doncha think?

Wheee! Yep, that's the sound of Ev actually getting some writing done! Over 1,000 words thank you. While that may not seem like alot to you folk, let me tell you, it's a pretty big thing to me. I can 'see' what comes after those words and can't wait to get home and sit behind my computer and get them down. I KNOW how that scene ends. It's The Project and it's begun!

And not only that! I have viable bunnies for a couple of other stories that have been running around in my head the last week or so. Got a few lines of dialogue down in one and some notes in the other. These are scenes in my head that won't go away... I see them all the time... when I'm stuck in traffic, on hold at work, having my smoke at breaktime, before falling asleep. This is GOOD because I haven't had this kind of bunny activity in a while!

And not only that! *LOL* I'm jonesing to work on my AU too! And then there's Biffno... okay, that's what it is in my head - I know I'm silly. I actually have a couple of ideas whirling around. *grin*

This feels fuckin' A fantastic!! Let's just hope it keeps up!

So... my buddy Paola arrives at break this morning, plunks herself down in the chair (Mary and I were already deep in discussion about Mary's up-coming meeting with a guy she's been chatting with on the internet for months) and holds her hand up.

"'Scuse me for interrupting," she says. "But I just want you to know. Purr? Fuckin' awesome. Hotter than hot. It was um... mmmmm-mmmmm... yeah... HOT." She grins and waves her hand. "Continue on."

Gob-smacked! I was gob-smacked. *LOL* Afterwards, Paola goes on to tell me how she's been looking at Met pics to get herself into the atmosphere - and man - she KNOWS how to pick out the slashy subtleties! I've made her a believer! Whoohoooo! Don't think she'll ever write, but she's sure enjoying reading.

So... yeah, I'm chuffed about that. *grin*

And on the writing front? Heh... I may be developing a Jason Muse. *blinks* Yes, a Jason Muse, you heard me... Sometimes, brainstorming with Ang can be a dangerous thing in the wrong hands. *LOL*

And work is CRAZY today! The phone hasn't stopped since 8 this AM and it's just about 11 here.

Well, Paola just called me. Yeah, I know we're in the same office, but hell, she's 5 cubicle's away! *LOL*

Anyway... she had the chance to read Fault Lines last night. Her reaction - "Awesome! Totally awesome! Those boys really get into it, huh?" Then she laughed and said... "Can't wait to continue onto the next one. You wrote that, eh? Wow!"

So, I'm a little chuffed. *grin* Okay... alot chuffed. I'm anxious to get her reaction on the next one in line - Purr. If she remembers the order I gave her to read them. *LOL*

So... I'll keep you posted!