Updated Writing Round-Up (& Other Stuff)
Apr. 28th, 2025 09:36 amSo, I said I was going to take a step back from Horror High and Storm Season to work on other stuff too... and then immediately invented like eight more post-HH fics and reinstated all the post-SS ones that I had originally scrapped, as well as inventing a couple of new ones (Coulrophobia & Baobhan Sith) so now I'm well and truly fucked BUT.
At the same time, in the last week I've finished four of the post-SS ones (most of which were LONG) and gotten a good start on a couple more, so I guess my brain just can't let it go yet. Dr. K warned me this might happen when I went on the ADHD meds, they like hyperfocus you but not always on what you WANT or NEED to hyperfocus on. I should be working on TKA. :| Oh well.
Anyway, so I've finished Hunting Souls, finally, and it came in at 34 pages and 15,094 words, but I hate the ending which is why I created the Baobhan Sith (I have to watch SPN 6.04 again before I can write that one) fic so help explain it, and when I edit it I'm going to re-work it a little bit, too. The problem is that with this being an AU universe, I have to explain what parts of it are still true to canon and what parts of it DEVIATE from canon and why, and the ending of Hunting Souls DEFINITELY deviates. It's fine, though, I'll work it out.
Then I also finished Echoes, which came in at 38 pages and 18,327 words, but again, needs to be edited, so the word count will change slightly as I do that. I'm pretty happy with how Echoes came out, even if it IS rather needlessly smutty, but it harkens back to the post-HH fics and THEY'RE all needlessly smutty, so I guess it makes sense haha.
I also finished Endling, which came in at a WHOPPING 50 PAGES AND 23,766 WORDS LIKE WTF ENDLING, and I'm generally happy with how it came out but I still have to edit it (so much editing in my immediate future UGH) and when I edit it I'm sure a few small things will change here-and-there. *shrug*
And finally, just yesterday I finished Fetters, which clocked in at a respectable 36 pages and 17,084 words, but is generally just a HOT MESS and needs SO MUCH EDITING. I do like the fic IN GENERAL and I have kind of a soft spot for Kindle, but it needs some WORK before it'll be ready to be posted. Luckily it's like fifth down the line for being posted so I have some time...
I skipped over Supply And Demand to finish Fetters because I got a bit into it and my brain just quit on me, but I'll have to get back to Supply And Demand soon-ish. And I'm currently working on the beginnings of two new post-HH fics, Southern Hospitality and Say Something, but I'm only like three pages into each of them so they don't really count yet.
I spent a while yesterday making and re-making covers for some fics and projects because I obsess over that, and now I need to update my Horror High and Storm Season binders, but I'm an an impasse with the Horror High one in that it is already full to bursting and I have to add more stuff to it, so on Wednesday when I go out to do my monthly shop (depending on how I feel), I need to buy another 3" white binder to expand my Horror High binders into two, and a second one to expand my Storm Season binders into three, because let's face it there are already 33 post-SS one shots, and each binder can hold about 10 to 11, so the two that I'm already using just aren't going to cut it. :P
I also need (another) new Endgame Girls binder, this time in green, because my brain is weird and it's hard to explain and my first Endgame Girls binder is now a Chaser binder, and the second one is now an Invincible In The Apocalypse binder, so, yeah. BACK TO STAPLES I GO.
And all these project binders of course need a HOME, but Mom said I could put another set of shelves in Jessie's room, so I'm buying those on Wednesday as well and then I just have to wait for my ribs to heal enough to haul the CURRENT shelves around to make room for the new ones. It's going to be a Job with a capital "J", but it needs to be done, and Canadian Tires has their plastic utility shelves on sale right now (or at least they were when I checked a couple days ago) so I mean. If I can save ten bucks I'll save ten bucks. *shrug*
So. Writing-wise that's about it for now, but I figure that's enough all things considered. I'm still sick and trying to recover so the only things I have the energy to do at all, really, are work on writing and watch movies/TV, and sometimes not even that. Yesterday I did a couple of small chores around my room (moving some binders, putting laundry away, putting my backpack away) and it ABSOLUTELY wiped me out. I still need a nap every afternoon just to make it through the day. I still can't breathe; I'm still coughing; my ribs are still broken (and will be for some time, obviously.) I have a ways to go.
Oh, and also, Mom talked to Uncle Alec about me possibly paying him and Aunt Brenda a small amount in rent each month to be able to maintain use of the shed (I can only afford like $150/month but it's SOMETHING) and the answer was a CATEGORICAL "NO", so I was just fucking back to where I started, with all my stuff being literally taken to the dump when the clock ran down next spring and them having the gall to CHARGE me $100 for each load.
But I talked to Dad and asked him if Lois would be amenable to me maybe putting up a shed somewhere on HER property and storing my stuff THERE until I finally make it to the top of the FUCKING SUBSIDIZED HOUSING LIST, and then when I move my things out again she can have use of the shed, obviously. Anyway, Dad called me back the next night and said it was fine with Lois, so he's going to figure out the best placement for a shed of the size we need and try to source a prefab one because I certainly can't build a fucking shed and while HE has the technical know how, his health pretty much prevents it at this point in time. I mean he's 65 with a heart condition and a back that is FUCKED, so.
He's going to get back to me. The only question now is how I'm going to PAY for the shed, or the moving truck to get my things from Baysville all the way down to freaking GEORGETOWN. So, it's going to come down to money (again), as it always does, of which I have... none. :|
At the same time, in the last week I've finished four of the post-SS ones (most of which were LONG) and gotten a good start on a couple more, so I guess my brain just can't let it go yet. Dr. K warned me this might happen when I went on the ADHD meds, they like hyperfocus you but not always on what you WANT or NEED to hyperfocus on. I should be working on TKA. :| Oh well.
Anyway, so I've finished Hunting Souls, finally, and it came in at 34 pages and 15,094 words, but I hate the ending which is why I created the Baobhan Sith (I have to watch SPN 6.04 again before I can write that one) fic so help explain it, and when I edit it I'm going to re-work it a little bit, too. The problem is that with this being an AU universe, I have to explain what parts of it are still true to canon and what parts of it DEVIATE from canon and why, and the ending of Hunting Souls DEFINITELY deviates. It's fine, though, I'll work it out.
Then I also finished Echoes, which came in at 38 pages and 18,327 words, but again, needs to be edited, so the word count will change slightly as I do that. I'm pretty happy with how Echoes came out, even if it IS rather needlessly smutty, but it harkens back to the post-HH fics and THEY'RE all needlessly smutty, so I guess it makes sense haha.
I also finished Endling, which came in at a WHOPPING 50 PAGES AND 23,766 WORDS LIKE WTF ENDLING, and I'm generally happy with how it came out but I still have to edit it (so much editing in my immediate future UGH) and when I edit it I'm sure a few small things will change here-and-there. *shrug*
And finally, just yesterday I finished Fetters, which clocked in at a respectable 36 pages and 17,084 words, but is generally just a HOT MESS and needs SO MUCH EDITING. I do like the fic IN GENERAL and I have kind of a soft spot for Kindle, but it needs some WORK before it'll be ready to be posted. Luckily it's like fifth down the line for being posted so I have some time...
I skipped over Supply And Demand to finish Fetters because I got a bit into it and my brain just quit on me, but I'll have to get back to Supply And Demand soon-ish. And I'm currently working on the beginnings of two new post-HH fics, Southern Hospitality and Say Something, but I'm only like three pages into each of them so they don't really count yet.
I spent a while yesterday making and re-making covers for some fics and projects because I obsess over that, and now I need to update my Horror High and Storm Season binders, but I'm an an impasse with the Horror High one in that it is already full to bursting and I have to add more stuff to it, so on Wednesday when I go out to do my monthly shop (depending on how I feel), I need to buy another 3" white binder to expand my Horror High binders into two, and a second one to expand my Storm Season binders into three, because let's face it there are already 33 post-SS one shots, and each binder can hold about 10 to 11, so the two that I'm already using just aren't going to cut it. :P
I also need (another) new Endgame Girls binder, this time in green, because my brain is weird and it's hard to explain and my first Endgame Girls binder is now a Chaser binder, and the second one is now an Invincible In The Apocalypse binder, so, yeah. BACK TO STAPLES I GO.
And all these project binders of course need a HOME, but Mom said I could put another set of shelves in Jessie's room, so I'm buying those on Wednesday as well and then I just have to wait for my ribs to heal enough to haul the CURRENT shelves around to make room for the new ones. It's going to be a Job with a capital "J", but it needs to be done, and Canadian Tires has their plastic utility shelves on sale right now (or at least they were when I checked a couple days ago) so I mean. If I can save ten bucks I'll save ten bucks. *shrug*
So. Writing-wise that's about it for now, but I figure that's enough all things considered. I'm still sick and trying to recover so the only things I have the energy to do at all, really, are work on writing and watch movies/TV, and sometimes not even that. Yesterday I did a couple of small chores around my room (moving some binders, putting laundry away, putting my backpack away) and it ABSOLUTELY wiped me out. I still need a nap every afternoon just to make it through the day. I still can't breathe; I'm still coughing; my ribs are still broken (and will be for some time, obviously.) I have a ways to go.
Oh, and also, Mom talked to Uncle Alec about me possibly paying him and Aunt Brenda a small amount in rent each month to be able to maintain use of the shed (I can only afford like $150/month but it's SOMETHING) and the answer was a CATEGORICAL "NO", so I was just fucking back to where I started, with all my stuff being literally taken to the dump when the clock ran down next spring and them having the gall to CHARGE me $100 for each load.
But I talked to Dad and asked him if Lois would be amenable to me maybe putting up a shed somewhere on HER property and storing my stuff THERE until I finally make it to the top of the FUCKING SUBSIDIZED HOUSING LIST, and then when I move my things out again she can have use of the shed, obviously. Anyway, Dad called me back the next night and said it was fine with Lois, so he's going to figure out the best placement for a shed of the size we need and try to source a prefab one because I certainly can't build a fucking shed and while HE has the technical know how, his health pretty much prevents it at this point in time. I mean he's 65 with a heart condition and a back that is FUCKED, so.
He's going to get back to me. The only question now is how I'm going to PAY for the shed, or the moving truck to get my things from Baysville all the way down to freaking GEORGETOWN. So, it's going to come down to money (again), as it always does, of which I have... none. :|