I'm done with the Doctor Who story. Whew! It ended up at a bit more than 20,000 words. I still have to read it through and make changes, not to mention have it off to a beta reader, but at least there's an ending.
Anyone interested in doing the beta? I haven't found
roseveare online to ask her yet, or heard back from
jadelennox, but more betas are always good. It's a drama story, PG rated or thereabout, lots of preachy stuff about alien/human politics, Donna/Lee, Jack/Ianto, Doctor/no one (poor Doctor).
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So now that that's done, and I still try to maintain the 500 words a day thing, I'm writing original fic. Well, started yesterday with 934 words, we'll see how it turns out. Just the fact of it feels a bit rare. It's an urban fantasy - and for some reason, that phrase makes me think "gritty" and "dark", which this is not at all. It's a perfectly normal kind of adventure, with witches, set in a 30s/40s kind of environment, and if I'm a REALLY good girl I'll manage to make it novel-length. Considering I've never managed to write anything longer than 45,000 words, that'll be the day.
Of course, most of the time I'm consciously trying to be brief, not to mention that fanfic requires less exposition. Which you wouldn't believe, reading the DW story, it's
covered in exposition. I was a bit troubled by this, until I realized that I quite
like stories where many important bits are only told about.
Oedipus Rex is all about that stuff.
Twelve Angry Men too, and that's a
film. Films are a tad more dramatic than my stories. (I often feel, and in this story in particular, that I'm writing plays - lots of focus on dialogue and what people do with their hands and faces, little on anything else.)
Anyway, let's see how it goes. It may turn out to be nothing, just like the good girl supervillain story. If nothing else, it's fun to write in Swedish for a change.
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I also have another idea for a fanvid. ABBA, again. Somene really needs to wean me off Björn & Benny. *g* I want to vid the Doctor Who companions to
When All Is Said And Done. At first I thought just the girls of New Who - three girls, three verses - but now I'm thinking old school companions as well. Especially since vidding
any of the new school companions to "neither you nor I'm to blame" might prove a bit... controversial. *g* But also because I just saw Tegan's exit the other day, and I love it
so much, and then we have emotional stuff like Earthshock and cheerful goodbyes like Dragonfire - which btw never fails to crack me up, thinking about it in relation to New Who. I'd love to see the day a New Who companion gets to leave with nothing more than a "Going off with the space pirates, kthnxbai. P.S. Here's my replacement."
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In not so happy news, Spike's latest antibiotics treatment seems to work not at all, and the latest victim of cat pee is the modem. Ah well, at least it made me get off my ass and get a new Internet company. (There is, as of last winter, an Ethernet box in my wall, so I just switched the cable to that and signed up for Bahnhof. I also cancelled ComHem, and tried to contact Telia about the phone, but that didn't work. No hurries, though. My old number is still viable until the last of August, even if the phone now only works when it works.) I've had so much connection problems even BEFORE the cat pee incident, that having a new company feels great.
YouTube loads faster now, too. :-)
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In yet another attempt to make my holidays about
something more than just reading or sitting in front of the computer (I've made a vow to myself to do at least one active thing every day), I took a bicycle trip last evening, with a picnic bag and everything. I rode halfway to Dalby and then turned left three times, thinking it would take me on the road home. Noooo. It took me to a bunch of strange little paths that led exactly nowhere, except to various farm houses. Furthermore, everything that wasn't garden was farmland, so there was nowhere to sit down, except the ditch or little patches of green next to the crops. I know I'm entitled to sit anywhere I want as long as I don't damage the crops (or sit down in people's actual gardens), but I would feel utterly weird unfolding my blanket there, so finally I rode back home and had my picnic in the park by my house. So in a sense the bicycle trip was kind of pointless, except I petted a ginger cat, watched the view (July farmlands are very pretty) and of course had some nice exercise. I think I may gone on for almost ten miles, counting the road back.
Also, while the Anastasia books are fun on their own, they're even more fun when read while sitting on a blanket outside, eating sandwiches, cherries and pistachios. I am strongly tempted to use
all my BookMooch points buying Anastasia books. :-)