Dreams of Falling

Um. Still not dead!

I wrote Witch Hunter Robin fic for a Yuletide pinch-hit - a somewhat angsty Amon character study, because canon is mostly from Robin's POV and doesn't bother to explain why Amon does much of anything. Also, fun re-watching something I hadn't watched in, mmm, at least fifteen years!

Speaking of things I hadn't watched/read in forever, my current shiny thing is Batman. ( Isn't it fun coming back to an old fandom? For values of 'fun' that sometimes mean 'wow, did I miss that subtext liek whoa.' Also includes minor spoilers for HUSH. )

Have picked back up with my Nibble Resolution, which is to do at least five stitches of counted cross stitch and one sentence of writing per day. It isn't a lot, but it's more than zero, which is what I was doing before. Yay me.

Now to go try to catch up with my reading page. Eeep.

(Y'all can pick more than one. But if they all tie, I will give you the most pitiful kitten eyes ever seen. Just so y'all are forewarned.)

(It has been a good twenty-odd years since I read Susan Cooper's THE DARK IS RISING series, and I can still recite some of the poetry from it. Memory is weird.)

Before the year ends: I have ( watched some movies - SINGLE ALL THE WAY and JUNGLE CRUISE! )

I have ( embroidered (and Wife then turned those projects into Things)! Lots of pictures under the cut! )

As previously posted, got through about 35K words, and also fell off my 'work on writing every day' wagon. Oh, well. Will have to try again next year - it's reassuring to my anxious little brain to be able to point and say, look, I accomplished this, even it's just a mostly full notebook rather than a published novel.

First things first: Yuletide reveal! I wrote The Secrets of Jessica Fletcher, thus continuing my trend of writing fic for Yuletide in fandoms I've never written before (Murder, She Wrote this time). ( A little bit of behind-the-scenes, if you're curious. )

Other things this week: ( This got a little long, so I'm cutting it. Short version: writing! embroidery! shopping! and bitching about the weather! )

Dear Mariposa,

Yes, technically, I can sew teddy bears together while you are in my lap. Clearly this is the case, because I was doing it. (It involved me slouching way back, to the point where I was invisible behind the pile of fabric and half-finished plush squid and when Ian came home he couldn't figure out where I was at first, but it is possible.)

This does not answer the question of what, exactly, is the attraction of sitting in the lap of someone handling sharp pointy things. Seriously. Sense of self-preservation, get you one.

Love, Thia

I tried to dislodge her multiple times, and she kept hopping back up and worming her way onto my lap. Didn't quite dare deliberately stick her with the needle in my hand, although it did cross my mind. I tried brandishing it at her. She sniffed at it, then tried to chew on it. ...yes. Well.

On the bright side, I now have three teddy bears pretty much done, and no longer sitting on a shelf with their heads in their laps. Roommates insisted they were still cute. Sometimes I wonder about my roommates.