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Jul. 30th, 2015 11:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI really want to get back to writing. I'm not sure I care so much what I write as long as I write something. Maybe I should have done one of those exchanges I was considering. I suppose I can look through the prompts for those exchanges and see if anything inspires me to write a complete story as a treat. I did see a recent pinch hit request that included fandoms I've written previously, but the focus of the exchange is shippy, with specific pairings, and I'm not sure I can do that in those fandoms right now.
There is another challenge (not an exchange) for id fic longer than 5000 words with finished old WIP being perfectly within the rules. I do have two old WIP that would fit, and it would be nice to finish either one of them. Unfortunately, one of them is likely to end up 30-50 thousand words and is currently only 3000 words. The other has been stalled at 7000 words for quite a long time because I'm not quite sure which direction I want to take it. Of course, for id fic, keeping the characters in character and being realistic about what's possible aren't the point, and that might be freeing. That second story isn't likely to be nearly as long as the first one because it's pretty pure PWP that I can tie up at almost any point if it stops being fun. Also, I doubt my ability to write tens of thousands of words of PWP.
We ended up getting Chinese carry out last night. Scott didn't want to risk grilling in a thunderstorm (naturally, the weather improved after we made the decision). We ended up skirting very close to my I-can't-eat-after-this time. I have no idea what Scott does with himself. He's almost always home by 4:30, but somehow, he doesn't get out of the shower until 6:30 or 6:45, and then getting dressed and grilling take forty five minutes to an hour more. He knows that this is a problem, and I think it's within his power to change it. He just... doesn't.
At about 10:30 last night, I had a little reflux which made me worry that I wouldn't be able to sleep. Fortunately, it didn't recur, and I was able to sleep fairly well.
The kids are having more arguments today than they did the last few days. I think the novelty of being together has worn off. The eight year old, the boy, has been refusing repeatedly to do the things that the girls want to do that will only work with more than two people. They won't accept a 'no' either.
I do miss having time when I'm alone in the living room and can play music or watch a DVD. The kids do occasionally go into the dining room or into Cordelia's room, but I never know how long they'll stay, and very often, the boy comes back to the living room almost immediately to play Wii Sports Resort.
I'm debating what to do for lunch. It's not horribly hot in here today, so it might be a good time to make the chicken patties, which require the oven. It might be hotter tomorrow; it's hard to tell. And I have to do chicken patties either today or tomorrow (with mac 'n' cheese the other day). The thing is that heat doesn't escape the house very rapidly in this weather so that running the oven means the house feels way too warm for many hours afterward.
I should call my grandmother. She doesn't much like talking on the phone these days. I think part of it is that she can't hear very well. The hearing aids help, but I think phone conversations are harder than face to face conversations. I think, too, that she finds the phone more tiring. My sister thinks that Grandma is withdrawing, pulling her life in so that there's not so much to deal with.
There is another challenge (not an exchange) for id fic longer than 5000 words with finished old WIP being perfectly within the rules. I do have two old WIP that would fit, and it would be nice to finish either one of them. Unfortunately, one of them is likely to end up 30-50 thousand words and is currently only 3000 words. The other has been stalled at 7000 words for quite a long time because I'm not quite sure which direction I want to take it. Of course, for id fic, keeping the characters in character and being realistic about what's possible aren't the point, and that might be freeing. That second story isn't likely to be nearly as long as the first one because it's pretty pure PWP that I can tie up at almost any point if it stops being fun. Also, I doubt my ability to write tens of thousands of words of PWP.
We ended up getting Chinese carry out last night. Scott didn't want to risk grilling in a thunderstorm (naturally, the weather improved after we made the decision). We ended up skirting very close to my I-can't-eat-after-this time. I have no idea what Scott does with himself. He's almost always home by 4:30, but somehow, he doesn't get out of the shower until 6:30 or 6:45, and then getting dressed and grilling take forty five minutes to an hour more. He knows that this is a problem, and I think it's within his power to change it. He just... doesn't.
At about 10:30 last night, I had a little reflux which made me worry that I wouldn't be able to sleep. Fortunately, it didn't recur, and I was able to sleep fairly well.
The kids are having more arguments today than they did the last few days. I think the novelty of being together has worn off. The eight year old, the boy, has been refusing repeatedly to do the things that the girls want to do that will only work with more than two people. They won't accept a 'no' either.
I do miss having time when I'm alone in the living room and can play music or watch a DVD. The kids do occasionally go into the dining room or into Cordelia's room, but I never know how long they'll stay, and very often, the boy comes back to the living room almost immediately to play Wii Sports Resort.
I'm debating what to do for lunch. It's not horribly hot in here today, so it might be a good time to make the chicken patties, which require the oven. It might be hotter tomorrow; it's hard to tell. And I have to do chicken patties either today or tomorrow (with mac 'n' cheese the other day). The thing is that heat doesn't escape the house very rapidly in this weather so that running the oven means the house feels way too warm for many hours afterward.
I should call my grandmother. She doesn't much like talking on the phone these days. I think part of it is that she can't hear very well. The hearing aids help, but I think phone conversations are harder than face to face conversations. I think, too, that she finds the phone more tiring. My sister thinks that Grandma is withdrawing, pulling her life in so that there's not so much to deal with.
