Talk, Talking A Lot, But It's Still Talk

Just updated Accepting Irony (and a day early, too - who would've thought?), and happened to take a look at the "Published" date. Could not believe that it's been over two years since I first posted that story.

The fact that it's only seven chapters long, and that three of those chapters were written and posted within a period of about two months, makes me want to cry. *shame*

I don't know. To be honest, I'm getting a little tired of that story, but I do want to finish it - it's one of the only involved things I've written. I hope my recent chapters don't seem unenthusiastic - I do enjoy writing it, it's just the idea that's gotten a bit old.

Then again, that's not that surprising considering it's been over two years.

I've started putting together an outline for Curb Your Enthusiasm, though, so that's keeping me entertained. Yay for distractions.

Completely unrelated: I ordered the movie poster for The Golden Compass (I love His Dark Materials oh so much), and it just arrived today! It's so spiffy and big - it pretty much dominates the wall I hung it on. Although I don't think the huge roaring bear is going to encourage people to stop by. Oh, well. I hope the movie doesn't suck, because then I'd have to take it down after shelling out way too much money for shipping.

I was rereading my old fic Terms of Endearment earlier today, just refreshing my memory before I prepared to rewrite it. And I realized that it really bothers me, worse than I remembered. I laughed at a few lines, but I spent the majority of the time wincing. What I had acknowledged but laughed off before was suddenly glaringly, glaringly obvious to me: the story is plotless, and its plotlessness in no way enhances the humor. It's just lazy.

So I sat discontentedly for a while, trying to think of a way that I could give the fic a point, but I failed. The problem is that I started it before Ptolemy's Gate was released, so now I can't logically have Nathaniel and Kitty running into each other the way they were, and I don't really feel like writing another AU fic.

But I really like the journal format, I argued with myself, and I don't want to just scrap the idea - that was a year of my life!

And for no real reason, I thought, "There are so many good Nat/Kitty stories already...I wonder if there are any Nathaniel/Piper stories out there."

After which I believe I thought something like, "OH."

Thus Curb Your Enthusiasm: A Reluctant Love Story was born.

( So now I'll talk about that for a while. )

Anyway. Shutting up now.

That crackling sound you hear? That would be Hell freezing over. I have actually updated a story.

I was a few chapters ahead of myself on Accepting Irony, so I went ahead and took it off hiatus. It's been so long since I posted anything that I forgot how to upload a new chapter. A bit embarrassing, but I felt productive all the same once I figured it out. And today in Best Buy, while helping my mom choose a birthday present for my brother, I got the greatest idea for that fic. It deviates a lot (well, entirely) from the plotline I'd originally worked out, but I have so little written that it doesn't matter - I won't even have to rewrite anything.

No one's going to review, but I can't say I care. I'm excited about the sixth chapter - it's my favorite in the story so far, probably because Bartimaeus is featured prominently.

I'd go on, but I have to feed the dog. Lucky you.