Halloween and Friday 13th

[skull_bearer]

It appears that this month has been pretty unlucky.  I have had some shit with money and now find myself without any (which will hopefully soon be remedied). My father is being an arsehat, for laughing at me for having the aformentioned money problems (pssst, Dad? I'm not even 21 yet. You're 55, so stop feeling so high and mighty). The weather's dreadful, and Chetwynd's had to cut his visit short due to having been dealt even more shit than I have. A few days ago the internet mysteriously cut out and Yahoo mail's still shaky. Plus between a sore back, and myn mother's complaints, I haven't exactly been having the best time. Wierdly though, I have been writing a lot. My bunnies attack at the strangest moments.

On the plus side, I have made some new RL friends, who are great fun. We've put together a gaming group and are having a Halloween party on the 31st, so maybe it's not all gloom and doom....
Actually, I have a dental appointment on the 31st, so knowing my luck I'll need at least five fillings, and a numb mouth for the rest of the day. *sigh*

Oh well, serves me right for dishing all that shit on my characters. Which I will continue to do, I have a lot of the last chapter written up in draft, and (at last) I have a clear idea of what I'll be doing for DoSD and Legends. I also have added more background on my post DoSF fic, and finally brokered peace between the bunnies of Dragonlance and X-men, meanign I'll be able to write both at the same time.

So yeah, not all sunshine and roses, but I don't think the light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train.

Comments

[shadowvalkyrie.livejournal.com]

"Wierdly though, I have been writing a lot. My bunnies attack at the strangest moments."

I guess it's always like that. I don't know anyone who writes more when they are happy -at least I certainly don't (which is why I can't really write at the moment). When I had the time, I wrote 3 pages or more a day during the worst years of my life. I think it's a natural escape mechanism of the brain. If you're unhappy, your soul just goes elsewhere. Either somewhere happy to find some peace, or somewhere worse, so life feels better in comparison.

My internet's behaving like an asshole as well... But I'm glad it's working at all.
Good luck at the dentist's! *shudders*

[skull-bearer.livejournal.com]

Either somewhere happy to find some peace, or somewhere worse, so life feels better in comparison.

Or both, which is why I spent the day at the library reading horror stories ;)

[shadowvalkyrie.livejournal.com]

How can you? Horror stories have to be enjoyed in a dark room, if possible with candlelight! *ggg* (And then, when you are frightened all through, you remember that you have to go to the toilet and the light in the corridor isn't working... *gasp*)

[skull-bearer.livejournal.com]

Other than HP Lovecraft, I've never met a horror writer who could scare me. Anyway, Lovecraft could scare me on a beach in the tropics, so it's a bit beside the point where I read them.