I'm throwing in the towel, I have 47597 words and need to play video games to blank my mind enough to think of a proper ending. 

So the fic I'm writing, it's a Good Omens fic for Nanorimo, and heaven wins, the apocalypse comes to pass, it's not a great time (until it gets better). 

Jesus is a minor character.

And I'm just trying to characterize this guy, and I can't figure out if I'm supposed to be writing him from the Jewish perspective (because Neil Gaiman is Jewish and Terry Pratchett was an atheist) or the Christian one (because this is very Book of Revelation heavy), and also I know that whichever one I choose, I'm gonna be executing it wrong.  

Well, I've got about a chapter of buffer before I need to figure this out. 

So the Lee/Kara post-canon fic is officially a go now. 

But also, what would be the best command to give to a Kuo-toa fish pope to prevent a TPK on Saturday? 

Blasphemize's a good, safe option. Autoexcommunicate gets the point across, but it's got too many syllables. Baptism would work for regular pope, but this one's a fish... And if it's too tricksy the DM probably won't bite. 

Yay! And, just a few weeks til my designation finishes processing... 

 I have some new creative pursuits on the horizon.

First of all, the BSG finale WRECKED ME BIGTIME. I started crying when the opera house dreams started aligning with the present, except that everyone was wearing TACTICAL VESTS and I couldn't handle the CONTRAST and the SOUNDTRACK and then ughhhh

AND THEN THEY FOUND EARTH, and a bunch of main characters died, another main character clearly hasn't got much time left! And then the characters I was rooting for this entire time got such a MESSY ending, and I guess toilet paper isn't even going to be invented for another hundred thousand years??

So I sobbed messily for half an hour after the end credits rolled while Krogoth ordered sushi. Which is EXACTLY the sort of reaction that four seasons of TV should wring out! So don't misread me here - I don't care that the last season veered from SPACE SURVIVALISTS to RELIGIOUS ROBOTS and then ROBOT MARITAL COUNSELLING, because when the finale hits like a frakking truck I WILL FORGIVE ALL THOSE SINS but also I will cry about it.

AND THEN, because I can't find that angsty post-canon Lee/Kara fic, I guess I'm gonna have to write it myself

Second order of business is to get my act together and really get the 5e space campaign rolling.

But, story first. Really. 

 last night I talked with Shivani for about three hours straight to workshop the plot of The Devil's in the Details. I think we got some good subplots and motivations out of it, especially for Percy Weasley. I'm personally hoping for him to find his true calling as a noir detective under Mad-Eye Moody's monologuing tutelage, but it's all to the author's discretion.    

Not participating in NaNoRiMo this year (or any year, really) but I'm hoping to finish drafting and start posting my Good Omens/Tristan and Iseult short story by the end of the month. 

Of the six people in my Saturday D&D group, at least two of us are poly, at least three are not heterosexual, and at least one is nonbinary. I don't know how this happened, or what the chances of this are, but I guess it's cool it did.

I also let the DM know of the overall plot arc for my paladin, but why does it now feel like I've signed her death sentence? At least I get inspiration for next week, so I probably won't die immediately...

In other news, I'm DONE MY THIRD STORY (except for the author's notes, which shall come next week.) I like it... less... than my second. It has its good moments, but the third act is not earth-shatteringly amazing, there's a mildly contrived second-act plot device, and imo it's pretty clear I started running into mad writer's block and struggling with putting words on screen around Chapter 8. Shivani assures me it's good, at least because the writing is polished and stuff, but for such a wonderful person her taste tends alarmingly towards the fluffy and cute. 

And here are the classes we've determined for our favourite mythological characters: 

Odysseus: Mastermind Rogue
Gilgamesh: Paladin of Glory
Enkidu: Storm Herald Barbarian? 
Achilles: also a Paladin of Glory
Cu Chulainn: either the angriest Moon Druid or a Paladin of Conquest
Perseus: Champion Fighter

FINALLY. My 111k word ancient Egypt Good Omens time loop fic that hits half the tropes that I've ever loved and ever will love is DONE. Including the historical author's note at the end. Remember when I thought it was gonna be 40k words? AS IF. But this is, by far, the best thing I've made to date. 

But is it over???



I'm working on outlining the non-sequel now but I've also installed a hundred Skyrim mods so... chop chop, I guess.

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Title: Once More, with Pharaohs
Rating: R
Fandom: Good Omens, by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
Characters/Pairings: Aziraphale & Crowley
Warnings: Tiny bit of nonexplicit sex, swearing, minor violence, FRIENDSHIP.
Word Count: 111k
Summary: Egypt, 1337 B.C.: Aziraphale gets stuck reliving Tuesday afternoon over and over again. It wouldn't be so bad, if every afternoon didn't start mid-argument with a certain disagreeable demon. Or if cooperation with the aforementioned demon weren't Aziraphale's only chance at escaping the time loop...

Standalone, canon-compliant story featuring friendship and humour, with a side of angst, the smallest dash of romance, and a happy ending. Complete.

I dreamed that I was playing dominoes with Carrie, Gorick, Rosie, JLam, Mandy, and Kristie. I guess when you spend four years staring at the same people five days a week, ten months a year, you dream about them for ten years after. Anyways, it was drinking dominoes, and Mandy asked me why a someone had been crying on prom night. She was laughing when she asked, in a way I hadn't seen her laugh in years. Does she still laugh that way, or have I just been away for too long?

Anyways, I answered her question.

Who will I be dreaming about in ten years?

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In other news, 

I have an idea for the sequel to OMwP, which hit 92k words last week. Tenochtitlan at its height of glory under Monctezuma I. Floating gardens. Con artists. Sort of a twist ending. Possibly multiple schemes going on to postpone the arrival of Cortes. Then after that... well, I really want to write something in Ancient Greece, because I've started playing Assassin's Creed Odyssey.

Also, wow, Halsey's new single ("You should be sad") really goes for the jugular, eh? It went straight into my Brutal Breakup Songs playlist. That pre-chorus --

No, you're not half the man you think that you are
And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, girls, and cars
I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you
'Cause you can't love nothing unless there's something in it for you

I miscounted. There are actually at least five ember tetra babies. 

I've come to terms with how I might never like wine. I like beer though. Beer is great. Goes great with wings. Can the same be said about wine?

Just posted chapter 15 of the Fic. I'm pretty happy with it, actually, even though the ending of the chapter rips off the last Animorphs book.

Might as well make a running list of everything I've ripped off/homaged so far...
- The Epic of Gilgamesh
- The Magic School Bus
- The Da Vinci Code
- Stargate: Window of Opportunity
- Edge of Tomorrow
- Groundhog Day
- Animorphs
- The Time Machine
- A weeeeee bit of Tolkien
- Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Anyways going to pai on Toronto with my coworkers, and I've filled up my pre-holiday Toronto social calendar now, so I'm ready to buckle up and get on the Christmas train.

Good:
- There are actually at least TWO ember tetra babies!
- Fixed wonky doors on aquarium cabinet
- Finished rewriting chapter 12
- Beat FTL on hard, using the Crystal B Cruiser

Bad:
- I'm unhappy enough with chapter 12 that I've sent it off for another round of betaing, which ruins my update schedule. 
- First failed to beat FTL on hard using the Lanius B Cruiser, a half dozen times
- Thought I bought extra chrome door knobby knobs from Ikea. I did. But I used them on the bookshelf, and I don't have another set of extras for the aquarium cabinet.

Ugly:
- Price of a junior chicken at McD's went up fifty cents, the price of 'making it a meal' is up 25 cents, and getting the weird fancy drink upgrade is now a dollar :(
- Still need to study for the PPE