Bits and Bobs

[przed]

In the wake of the Pros Big Bang, I think I have post-project ennui.

I've been casting about for the next project to work on (not usually a problem) and seem to be unable to focus on anything properly. This was expected, and yet annoying. (To be fair, I've been poking at an U.N.C.L.E. story, but it's proceeding at an absolutely glacial pace.)

The above is probably not helped by the fact that Ros has been down with a fever since Saturday. It hasn't been awful, but she's developed these wickedly flushed cheeks such as we've never seen on her before. So I start thinking Scarlet Fever, take her to her pediatrician, voice my suspicion of Scarlet Fever, and instead of being told "Don't be silly," I am told "You are getting so smart."

Yep, she has Scarlet Fever.

A classic case, apparently. Fever, flushed cheeks, a nicely developing rash, and a throat that looks like raw hamburger. The throat makes me wonder just how high Ros' pain theshhold is. We've been asking her for days if she has a sore throat, and she keeps telling us, "no, not really."

Fortunately, these days Scarlet Fever means a course of antibiotics and you're fine in a week. And she won't be contagious by tomorrow afternoon, so she can go back to daycare and school. Since both the Sweetie and I are running out of personal days/vacation/sick days to take to look after her, this is a good thing.

And that's the state of Zed.

Except that I'm signing up for Yuletide again this year. I was terrified of it last year, but looking forward to it this time. After all, if I can knock out 30,000 words of zombie fic, I can totally manage 1,000 words in a wee fandom. And maybe it'll reset my ambition and get me working on other things.

Comments

[draycevixen.livejournal.com]

Definitely the research after saying that you'd set out to pick canon you were very familiar with. *g*

I don't think there's any danger of heading in to the 100K range, I was just looking for a quick easy write and I'm already up over the word count I was looking for. Fortunately for my com mates, no Cortina was taken advantage of in this story... well, not so far. My prompt doesn't work for that and anyway while the Cortina stories will probably haunt me until I draw my last breath I do write other things in that fandom... Erm... well, some. *g*

[przed.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well I pretty much have all of Tombstone memorized, but I started doing a how Doc and Wyatt met story. And then I realized they were real guys and there must be some historical record of how they did meet and I got stuck in my head that I needed to conform to that. (I know, silly fanfic writer, sticking to reality. What was I thinking? *g*)

As for your story, you still have plenty of time to abuse a Cortina. *g*

[draycevixen.livejournal.com]

I REALLY wanted to have Doyle go for his walk in the Rococco Gardens, also in Painswick and brilliant they are too... but I had certain suspicions and then confirmed them in research that while he could have tromped through there just like we did at kids it would be a couple of more years before he would have been able to see what we can see now. Could I have fudged it? Sure, no one would have known the different but I would have... so I certainly understand your need to conform to the facts. *g*

I've never abused a Cortina. She's too busy being a complete strumpet with everyone else. *g*