Update and In Memorium

Wow, it's been two weeks since I last posted anything? Hmm, maybe life is duller than I thought amidst all the running around and school and tests (Latin Exam kills me) and rehearsals. Life's got its ups and downs right now.

Upsides:
1. NaNo is now officially over 32K! Wilde at Heart is going beautifully, only a couple set-up chapters left until we get into the meat, potatoes, and sensible salad of the plot.
2. I've also got a lot of positive feedback on my little J2 one-shots (and those meant to be one-shots); matter of fact, I've decided to expand one of them into a little series (maybe even connect it to the Songs of Domestic Life that I've been puttering with)
3. Next week is Thanksgiving, so I get pumpkin pie (Race and I are quite literally counting down the days. He has a calendar and a red marker, people).
4. Apparently, without my knowing about it (seriously, these two need to be better at the 'tell the Authoress your stories' part of living in my head) Dean Forester and Priestly (boyfriends, by the way...I know...law of the 'Verse, I swear...) have become gaming buddies/buddy-buddies with Spot and Race. Once again, I know...I can't explain it either.

Downsides:
1. I've actually starting to worry about the big plot parts of Wilde at Heart. All I know is Cody gets hurt, Caleb's secret is revealed, They determine to kick ass. That's it. No real idea who or what the baddie actually is ( or are...depending).
2. It's ten days to the end of NaNo *shrieks and flails arms madly*


I was going to put this in downsides, but it's too important, they were too important to me to be just another item on a list. Ellen and Jo Harvelle, I will miss the both of you like crazy and I love you. You were the baddest bitches ever and I didn't know you nearly long enough. You look up Ianto Jones, first thing, and get yourselves some fantastic coffee. Then find Toshiko Sato and congratulate yourselves on being the three bravest women I've ever known. I will miss you, ladies, and so will we all.

Excellent, Excellent...*steeple fingers*

So...thus far, NaNo is not yet kicking my ass. Going with cautious optimism about this year, my lieblings. Cautious optimism indeed.

I'm loving my main novel, Wilde at Heart. Really loving it. Like I want to marry it and raise baby novellas with it. *grins*

Okay, so update time, I suppose.
1. Rehearsals are in full swing for Best Little Whorehouse and (if you don't count the walk there and back in the dark), I'm loving it! it's fun and the people are great! Finally *lets out sigh* finally I get to do some acting. If I went too long without doing something theatrical I think I would implode or something.
2. Off costume for Jimmy Dean, but have Fat Pig too look forward to in a couple weeks. Bleck, but a necessary bleck. I only need like seven or six hours anyway.
3. I am going to finish Pickwick Papers if it kills me! It's due back on Monday (I've already renewed it once) and I'm going to be done by then!
4. Thinking of going out in search of Carmel Apple Cider tomorrow after rehearsal. Mmmm, Carmel Apple Cider, I loooooove yoooooooooouuuu!
5. Stocked up on plenty of food and so can make many nummy things. *ish happy*
6. The holidays are coming around and that means PUMPKIN PIE! Race and I are currently counting down the freakin' minutes!

NaNo Kick-Off!

Up to an auspicious start. Just over an hour into NaNo and already updated my word count to 2272 words. Of course I have now jinxed this and am a fool.

But as of right now, it feels pretty awesome! However, as I will unlikely to make the majority of the Write-ins, I am sad. But then I look at my word count and am happy again.

Off to sleep, so I can write more during the two and a half hour long play that I will be 'working' tomorrow. Prepare to see naught but the top of my head bent over a laptop for many many days.

See you in December (if I survive!)

Yes, Complain to Your MPs!

Okay, who do I go to to complain about it being cold (COLD, not cool) in Florida in October. That's supposed to wait until November, so I can clutch my Carmel Apple Cider (oh please, let someone make them!) to warm up my chilly fingers as I type my NaNo. I shouldn't even see the pink jacket until after near Thanksgiving. *crosses arms* This shit ain't kosher.

...I apologise for that last sentence. I'm not sure where it come from, but I blame certain parts in Dean Winchester, Mark Cohen, and Mal Reynolds. Yeah.

But only happy things, right, lieblings? Things are good here. I've got the read-through of Best Little Whorehouse in Texas tonight at 6 p.m. (which means I'll miss part of Gilmore Girls, but since I don't have class til 12:30 p.m. tomorrow, I'll be able to catch the repeat), so that'll be tons o' fun, I hope. Everyone seemed really nice and hey, last time I did a community theatre show, I met Kris and Jamie and Jorge and Justin. So batting a hundred as of right now. Maybe I'll even make a friend who can drive me home (as it will be dark...and probably still cold).

These Walls That They Put Up to Hold Us Back Will Fall Down

I have honestly never been prouder to be an American citizen than I am listening to the President of the country, my country, announce that we've got the Matthew Shepard Bill passed, he's going to end DADT and that he's going to help us 'end discrimination in all its forms'. I actually cried; I'll be honest. I am so so so so happy and proud that I voted for Obama, because it'll be because of him that one day I'll no longer feel like a second (and sometimes third) citizen.

I've included a link to the National Equality March blog and the one of Obama's speech at HRC.

http://equalityacrossamerica.org/blog/?category_name=march

http://www.hrcbackstory.org/2009/10/president-obama-addresses-human-rights-campaign-national-dinner/

This last link is for Taylor Swift's song 'Change' which made me think of this fight since I first heard it. It's just a fantastic song!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xidx6n0wPxM

Ballad of Serenity

Okay, everything is (vaguely) cooled down now. Even the weather (oh let Autumn be here soon!). My papers are done, it's the weekend, no major tests loom and I can finally just relax.

*deep, cleansing sigh* Ahhh, that's better. So I have to wait for the birth control pills my mom's sending me arrive (yeah, I've got a freaky period thingy...*still wants someone to actually explain it to her*) and then I must go buy eggs and possibly an apple (not for the same dish, mind).

My jaw still hurts as bad as it did this time last year, but I don't care anymore. The pain is a familiar one, so I know how it feels and it's not as bad. Which is nice. If it kills me I'm going to read at least three or four chapters in The Pickwick Papers today, maybe more to pick up all the reading I haven't had time to do this week.

And I've got an audition for The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas tomorrow. Singing "Why Haven't I Heard From You?" by Reba McEntire and feeling pretty good about it. *crosses fingers and accepts any and all wishes for good juju*

I am a Stage Manager...I Manage Stages, I Believe

So, Katherine called and asked me to be her stage manager, which I agreed to whole-heartedly. Apparently, most of it's going to involve me being a dialect coach and laughing with her at how she can bend the actors to her will. There's probably a lot more to it, it's likely a good deal of work and will cut into my time, but she is my best friend here in St. Augustine. So I'll deal. Besides, I got her into and addicting others to The Guild. I feel powerful!

It's been a while, so some updates.

1. I no longer think Latin is kicking my ass. I have to study and work at it, but I'm slowly starting to understand a bit more.
2. Finally got to the grocery store, so have much food and am happy!
3. I really should be working on my Metaphysics and Theatre History papers, due by Thursday and Friday respectively.
4. I'm actually getting active in Club Unity, but have met only gay boys and straight/taken girls.
5. My Financial Aid still hasn't come in, but when it does Orange Chicken will be had by all! (and by all, I mean me!)