Flogging a rocking horse,

So apparently my mother's side of the family - the only family I've been in contact with these past two years - is falling apart as we speak. I don't mind so much because of Things I will summarise behind the cut, but my mother minds very much, which is why I'm very very angry about this.

( tl;dr about Jules' family which you might or might not want to know - touches some sensitive stuff )

I'm thinking it's getting clear why I'm not so hot on the family stuff.

Now this feels a bit better. A tiny, tiny bit.

After months and months of not touching the keyboard, thanks to mini_nanowrimo, I'm back to writing daily. Each day in November (so far), I've managed to write at least 100 words. Go me!

But that's not the object of this post.

I've been thinking about what to do when Mini Nano is over. How to kick my butt and stay with the writing daily? And I've come up with an idea:

Is there anyone who'd like to open up a writer's group, so to speak (via email or whatever), where we can report our word counts, keep each other on track, and squee about our writing? I was thinking maybe we could give out prompts if someone fails their target or some such. What do you think, anybody for it? *puppy eyes*

Title: Bloodlust
Author: eeyore9990
Characters: Bellatrix/Rabastan, Bellatrix/Rodolphus, Bellatrix/Frank, Alice
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Torture, Non-con
Themes/kinks chosen: symphorophilia: arousal by watching or causing destruction and/or death
Word Count: 1015
Summary: There was something so very powerful about holding another life in the palm of her hand, dangling it from the tip of her wand.
Author's notes: Not my usual fare, but it was a hell of a lot of fun to write this. :D Thanks to kathrynthegreat for looking this over and letting me know it didn't suck donkey balls. Heh.

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I went and saw a nutritionist on Monday and since I was sort of having to stop and think today, I figured I'd write down everything she told me so I am less likely to forget. And since I have the benefit of free nutritional advice, I figured I'd share with y'all what she said to me.

Note: I know some of you are uncomfortable with "weight loss" posts, but this is only tangentially about weight loss. Mostly it's just a way for the hubby and I to get and STAY healthy.

( The Dos and Don'ts of Eating )

I have never in my life heard the phrases "eat CORRECTLY" and "portion control" as much as I did that day. However, three days later, here are the side effects I'm noticing:

( The Other Stuff )

Anyway, that's healthy eating 101 and you didn't have to go get bitched at by my skinny little nutritionist.

For those who wonder how I ate before and how this differs: I ate once a day at dinner. I'd have maybe 800-1000 calories per day, all at once. Because I really don't like to eat at other times. So I'm eating "more" now, but I'm spacing it out and making healthier choices.

LONDON IN EARLY JANUARY, YAY! HAVE FLIGHTS AND PEOPLE TO MEET. SO ECSTATIC! *dances*

Okay, on a slightly saner note: apparently you can forget how to write porn. It's painful to admit, but it is so - I've become rusty with the writing. On that note I ask that you rec me your favourite quick-and-dirty PWPs (HP, SPN, CW RPS, Merlin)! Please? *puppy-eyes*

Also, I can haz more triumph today: for my BA I have to attend this stupid course Pronunciation and Intonation - British English. Now the first time I was there the prof asked me whether I'd spent a year in England, which in itself is very much "!!". She was quite surprised when I told her I've spent four weeks in London, yo. Then she told me I might get an exemption from the course, I'd just have to send in a few mp3-files and then she'd judge. I got my course mark today: 1.7, which is an A-, which is pretty fucking fantastic - I don't have to attend the course any longer. HAH, take that! :P

Okay so. I have written, I think, one RPF. EVER. And that was when the Giants won the Superbowl and I was sort of high on everything to do with football and Eli Manning and yay Giants won! I'm a Cowboys fan at heart, but I'll take ANYONE over the Patriots and Eli Manning is sort of my personal favorite underdog and.... and that has nothing to do with anything today. Except to say, I never ever thought I'd be in this position again.

All right, now, y'all know that I'm kinda half-obsessed with Star Trek Reboot fandom, right? And the main reason for that is Karl Urban's Bones (because he is awesome), and even though he's nothing like DeForest Kelley, I kinda like that because it makes the character his own. I mean, no one's topping TOS Bones for sheer awesomeness, but Karl Urban is... Well. I kinda have the hots for him in a way that may not be entirely legal.

And because of this, I started thinking about the day the cast met him and how that went and (because every single guy but John Cho on that cast is "gay in my head") this is what happened.

( Fic: A Whole Lot of Yummy, very PG, Entire Cast )

Title: Inside to the Rain
Author: Envinyatar (aka envinyatar15)
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,403
Summary: Set between 4.10 Heaven and Hell and 4.11 Family Remains. Dean with a headache? Is a bitchy asshole. Dean with the flu? Is silent as a grave because he can't bear to be incapacitated and have Sam take care of him. (or: Dean is sick. Sam takes care of him.)

Notes: For mad_server, who asked for sick!Dean for my 2008 Dezemberträume project. December is looong gone (whoops, how did that happen?), but here it is anyway - this has been sitting on my harddrive for a looong time :) Title from Aimee Mann's "Little Tornado". Many thanks to taintedlove for the beta!

For 10_prompts: #08 tender.


( Inside to the Rain )