Five hours to go for this round of fic_rush, which seems a good time to start mentioning that lolmac will be turning 50 a week from today! Happy birthday lolmac!
Me, I've hung up my writing hat, put away my pen and shut down Word. Now too tired to write. I'm re-reading some fics of mine and listening to the Pride and Prejudice OTS!
Happy birthday lolmac! I baked you a cake but Mac ated it.
I took a brief pause to throw together pita dough so we can do something for dinner. I am not sure other than the bread portion what that would be, but right now that is not my problem.
Madness continues. It looks like I still have ~3000 of the ~12000 chunk I am working on to go through and revise. Part of the problem is understanding the motivations and behaviour of secondary characters, damn them to hell.
Actually, it sounds like you're making good progress on the revisions! As for the troublesome secondary characters, may they be eaten by mutant glowstick-wielding sentient fairy penguins. Unless you still need them for the story or something.
I have actually typed some words, and more importantly have sorted the structural problem sitting right in the middle of the story. Even if my wordage doesn't get much further, this is very good. :-)
And happy birthday lolmac for next weekend! We could have 48 hours of penguins and birthday wishes, what? ;-)
I've managed to outline 4 bits of a 5 times fic and found a plot bunny and begun the fic for the las I'm in. Of course, I couldn't write for the fic that is literally 100 or so words away from being finished.
I'll be writing for the next half hour or so, then it's time to take a break (Taggart is on the telly!) but I'll be back later on.
I can't decide if descention is actually a word though (in the Stargate context).
Sounds like things are going well! And it's hard to write the last 100 words of a fic, isn't it? I'm sure those words will come when they're ready, and they will be awesome.
Taggart! I've been seeing buses all over town with 'There's been a murder' [/mark mcmanus voice] in yellow police tape on them advertising the new series - do they even say that any more? I've not watched in ages, but it amused me greatly!
Okay, attempt at fic_rush crack!fic, very bad. And for some reason it was Ten and Rose. I never write Ten and Rose, just because... everyone else in the entire universe does. Sorry about that.
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"We're surrounded."
"We're in the TARDIS," countered the Doctor, leaning back with his feet crossed on the console. "Surrounded by what, anyway?"
Rose shut the TARDIS door hastily, and leant against it. "Penguins. Hundreds of them. Armed with glowsticks."
The Doctor raised his eyebrows. "Penguins?"
"Yep. Penguins. They don't look friendly."
"Rose, trust me, penguins almost never lead invasion forces. I'm sure there's some perfectly innocent explanation. Penguins are unassuming birds. I mean, some of them turn out to be talkative shape changers, but not that many at once. Penguins are completely harmless and benign."
"Anyone told them that?"
The Doctor darted about the console. "There's only one thing I can think... yes!"
"What?"
"There's an evil band of conspirators who are always getting up to this sort of stunt. Last time it was alien fish. Wait – alien fish, Rose!"
*
The Doctor strode across the iceberg, radiating smugness. "Well! That should keep them both busy. This way, Rose. I need a cyber-cafe and a chance to have a word or two with some of the most twisted minds the universe has ever produced. Don't wait up."
He never made any sense, Rose reflected, but on this occasion he was making even less sense than usual. Plus, he’d gone off to find internet access on an iceberg.
Still, the penguins had been weird enough for that to be possible. She'd just have a shower first (alien fish, great idea, thanks), and get him out of trouble later.
Avon surveyed the scenes of feathered carnage and raised an eyebrow at Vila.
"Seemed like a good idea," the thief muttered. "Who'd suspect genetically engineered penguins? I mean, I wouldn't."
Avon folded his arms. "At last, an answer to that perennial riddle: What's black and white, and red all over?"
"Yeah, well, that's the last time I listen to Orac."
"I suspect the problem, Vila, lay in the fact that you failed to judge where to lay the charges and narrowly missed blowing us up as well as your innocent decoys."
"Innocent? They were evil! Did you see what one of them did to me with its glowstick?"
Avon marched on. "To summarise: we have failed to gain control of the complex, we have destroyed a potential useful army of mutant penguins, and narrowly escaped blowing ourselves up. An exceptional mission, even by our standards. However, on the plus side, at least we failed to retrieve Tarrant."
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:06 pm (UTC)Me, I've hung up my writing hat, put away my pen and shut down Word. Now too tired to write. I'm re-reading some fics of mine and listening to the Pride and Prejudice OTS!
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:13 pm (UTC)I took a brief pause to throw together pita dough so we can do something for dinner. I am not sure other than the bread portion what that would be, but right now that is not my problem.
Madness continues. It looks like I still have ~3000 of the ~12000 chunk I am working on to go through and revise. Part of the problem is understanding the motivations and behaviour of secondary characters, damn them to hell.
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:14 pm (UTC)And happy birthday lolmac for next weekend! We could have 48 hours of penguins and birthday wishes, what? ;-)
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:15 pm (UTC)I may be more tired than sane.
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:19 pm (UTC)Saneness is overrated.
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-17 07:16 pm (UTC)I've managed to outline 4 bits of a 5 times fic and found a plot bunny and begun the fic for the las I'm in. Of course, I couldn't write for the fic that is literally 100 or so words away from being finished.
I'll be writing for the next half hour or so, then it's time to take a break (Taggart is on the telly!) but I'll be back later on.
I can't decide if descention is actually a word though (in the Stargate context).
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:21 pm (UTC)*applies google-fu* It's a word!
http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Descension
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:34 pm (UTC)***
"We're surrounded."
"We're in the TARDIS," countered the Doctor, leaning back with his feet crossed on the console. "Surrounded by what, anyway?"
Rose shut the TARDIS door hastily, and leant against it. "Penguins. Hundreds of them. Armed with glowsticks."
The Doctor raised his eyebrows. "Penguins?"
"Yep. Penguins. They don't look friendly."
"Rose, trust me, penguins almost never lead invasion forces. I'm sure there's some perfectly innocent explanation. Penguins are unassuming birds. I mean, some of them turn out to be talkative shape changers, but not that many at once. Penguins are completely harmless and benign."
"Anyone told them that?"
The Doctor darted about the console. "There's only one thing I can think... yes!"
"What?"
"There's an evil band of conspirators who are always getting up to this sort of stunt. Last time it was alien fish. Wait – alien fish, Rose!"
*
The Doctor strode across the iceberg, radiating smugness. "Well! That should keep them both busy. This way, Rose. I need a cyber-cafe and a chance to have a word or two with some of the most twisted minds the universe has ever produced. Don't wait up."
He never made any sense, Rose reflected, but on this occasion he was making even less sense than usual. Plus, he’d gone off to find internet access on an iceberg.
Still, the penguins had been weird enough for that to be possible. She'd just have a shower first (alien fish, great idea, thanks), and get him out of trouble later.
***
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:42 pm (UTC)Re: The Master speaks back
Date: 2010-10-17 07:47 pm (UTC)Re: The Master speaks back
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:58 pm (UTC)Just sayin'.
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Date: 2010-10-17 07:49 pm (UTC)"Seemed like a good idea," the thief muttered. "Who'd suspect genetically engineered penguins? I mean, I wouldn't."
Avon folded his arms. "At last, an answer to that perennial riddle: What's black and white, and red all over?"
"Yeah, well, that's the last time I listen to Orac."
"I suspect the problem, Vila, lay in the fact that you failed to judge where to lay the charges and narrowly missed blowing us up as well as your innocent decoys."
"Innocent? They were evil! Did you see what one of them did to me with its glowstick?"
Avon marched on. "To summarise: we have failed to gain control of the complex, we have destroyed a potential useful army of mutant penguins, and narrowly escaped blowing ourselves up. An exceptional mission, even by our standards. However, on the plus side, at least we failed to retrieve Tarrant."
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