September 24th, 2007

writing matthew

they say there was a fire on the night i died

The Moby Smurfberry has been retrieved! And it seems like a nice little car so far.

Film at 11.

Secrit Projekt:

New Words:
  1313 on "Knock on Coffins"
Reason for stopping: Scene, have to do some reading.

Stimulants:  coooofffeee. and gelato.
Exercise: I'm planning some yoga before bed.
Guitar practice: I mean to, I really did. But the car thing ate up much of the day.
Miles to Lothlorien: 454.4. No gym today, for various reasons, and I suspect I will be a slug tomorrow, as I badly need an Unscheduled Day.
Mail: reprint offer on "Orm the Beatiful" for Jonathan Strathan's YBF anthology....
Mammalian assistance: the PC is sleeping on the big chair in the sun. aww, shh, cat's asleep.
Things Chaz/Hafidha ate, contemplated eating, or threatened to eat: more veggie pizza, cinnamon twists, coffee.

Today's words Word don't know:   Aldous, in't, Ow, symptomology,
Words I'm surprised Word do know: conflation
Mean Things: Brady swiped the last piece of pizza
Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Phrases I spent fifteen minutes trying to work out a way to avoid: "driven to suicide"
Jury-rigging: Figured out I had a Dating Problem, and had to fix it. Also, the plan was to give that line to Lau, but she was in Nebraska, so Worth had to take the scene.
There's always one more quirk in the character:  Falkner apparently times things. Who knew?

Other writing-related work: I really need to get some of thes email answered and these packages sent.... oh wait, that's what I said Saturday, too. Also, I did some reading for VP. And set up a fitday account for Chaz, so I can make sure he's getting enough to eat. (I trust Hafidha to take care of herself.)
Books in progress: Liz Williams, The Demon and the City; Raymond Smullyan, To Mock a Mockingbird
The Internet is full of things: have a lolcat.
spies i spy ispy

coin operated boy: all the other real ones that i destroy cannot hold a candle

This is all green_key's fault. Because she asked for MfU-Torchwood crossover fic, with a specific plot bunny, and I am so desperate not to be critting these chapters or reading my slush that apparently my brain decides to hand me story fragments in self-defense.

Admittedly, this is not as silly as the Superman slash snippet from a while back.

So, without further ado, a foray into non-Criminal Minds fanfic.Shocking, isn't it?

fandom: The Man from U.N.C.L.E. / Torchwood
rating: um. There's a bad word. It's "ass."
author: me
title: The Cryptic Stranger Affair
disclaimer: these people do not belong to me, and the people who own them should really bloody release the dratted DVDs.

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