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Feb. 5th, 2015 07:47 amI managed to write about 600 words yesterday, finishing the section of fic that I was working on. The pieces I have of this are still wildly out of order and much more focused on one particular character than I want the work as a whole to be. I just haven't felt moved to explore what's going on with the other characters yet because they're more difficult and because they require some research and some writing skills I'm not so great at.
This is a story I haven't touched for about fifteen years, and I've done a lot of editing to earlier bits of it. The original plan, way back when, was to collaborate with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lunargeography, but she and I have really fallen out of touch over the last decade, so I don't think that's going to happen.
I need to find someone who knows Rurouni Kenshin to take a look at what I've got and to help me fill in the gaps. I know a couple of the things that have to happen aren't particularly well supported in what I've written so far. I do have a couple of people who've said they'll take a look, but one of them seems to have vanished, and the other is very busy and not particularly keen on the sort of dark thing that I see this turning into.
I baked bread yesterday. We ran out of bread flour, so I mostly used all purpose. Normally, I'd add gluten when doing that, but I couldn't find the box of gluten that I'd have sworn was in the refrigerator. I even had Cordelia look for it to be sure I wasn't missing it. Fortunately, the loaf came out okay. It's not as tall as it could be, but it looks okay and, according to Scott, tastes okay. I didn't really expect otherwise, but we've had bread machine disasters in the past without any obvious reason.
Cordelia is currently rereading the Percy Jackson books. She's finding them simpler than she remembered, and she misses the multiple points of view. She has three books waiting for her at the public library, two new to her and one reread (We can't find our copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone). I don't know if she'll want to get more books than that or if she'll wait another week to start her book by book conquest of the teen section.
Tonight, the three of us will be going to the Girl Scout troop leader's house to help her sort out cookies. She's got all of them; she just needs to organize them so that each girl's orders are separate and easy to find. I suspect we'll end up spending a fair amount of time in her garage as that's where she plans to store the cookies while waiting for pick up. Fortunately for me, she's allergic to cats and dogs, too, so I don't have to worry that I'll end up sneezing half to death. (I could handle a dog for the amount of time we'll be there, but a cat could be a really big problem.)
This is a story I haven't touched for about fifteen years, and I've done a lot of editing to earlier bits of it. The original plan, way back when, was to collaborate with
lunargeography, but she and I have really fallen out of touch over the last decade, so I don't think that's going to happen.I need to find someone who knows Rurouni Kenshin to take a look at what I've got and to help me fill in the gaps. I know a couple of the things that have to happen aren't particularly well supported in what I've written so far. I do have a couple of people who've said they'll take a look, but one of them seems to have vanished, and the other is very busy and not particularly keen on the sort of dark thing that I see this turning into.
I baked bread yesterday. We ran out of bread flour, so I mostly used all purpose. Normally, I'd add gluten when doing that, but I couldn't find the box of gluten that I'd have sworn was in the refrigerator. I even had Cordelia look for it to be sure I wasn't missing it. Fortunately, the loaf came out okay. It's not as tall as it could be, but it looks okay and, according to Scott, tastes okay. I didn't really expect otherwise, but we've had bread machine disasters in the past without any obvious reason.
Cordelia is currently rereading the Percy Jackson books. She's finding them simpler than she remembered, and she misses the multiple points of view. She has three books waiting for her at the public library, two new to her and one reread (We can't find our copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone). I don't know if she'll want to get more books than that or if she'll wait another week to start her book by book conquest of the teen section.
Tonight, the three of us will be going to the Girl Scout troop leader's house to help her sort out cookies. She's got all of them; she just needs to organize them so that each girl's orders are separate and easy to find. I suspect we'll end up spending a fair amount of time in her garage as that's where she plans to store the cookies while waiting for pick up. Fortunately for me, she's allergic to cats and dogs, too, so I don't have to worry that I'll end up sneezing half to death. (I could handle a dog for the amount of time we'll be there, but a cat could be a really big problem.)
