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Dec. 27th, 2002
Today's fun included sleeping in, then having breakfast with Grandma. After that, I took a shower and went to see Star Trek: Nemesis with Uncle-Fayoumis and Aunt-Fayoumis. After that, it was dinnertime, almost.
Guide Dog Aunt made Grandma mad by finding someone to come by for four hours a day three days a week when any of the relatives aren't here. I think that Grandma will just have to be mad. She does need someone to make sure she knows what day of the week it is, whether she's taken her pills or not, help her if she doesn't know where her walker is, make sure her foot's all right, and so forth.
Dinner was good.
I'm making pizza one of these nights. Yum, pizza!
Dinner was good. It included an artichoke, and great salad. Guide-Dog Aunt is on a low-carb kick (understandable around Grandma). ( possible squick )
Guide Dog Aunt made Grandma mad by finding someone to come by for four hours a day three days a week when any of the relatives aren't here. I think that Grandma will just have to be mad. She does need someone to make sure she knows what day of the week it is, whether she's taken her pills or not, help her if she doesn't know where her walker is, make sure her foot's all right, and so forth.
Dinner was good.
I'm making pizza one of these nights. Yum, pizza!
Dinner was good. It included an artichoke, and great salad. Guide-Dog Aunt is on a low-carb kick (understandable around Grandma). ( possible squick )
Fic, commentary thereon
Dec. 27th, 2002 11:09 pmI have, to date, written two finished pieces of fic. The X-Files filk does not count. Nor does my parody of "Carmen Miranda's Ghost".
My first fic was Essy's challenge about three-word sentences. X-Files, whee. Next,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
othercat's challenge. Neither of those have been very long.
My first attempt at fic was something in 8th grade: a Star Trek musical. It was a crossover with Star Wars. The ship got thrown through this anomaly, see, and it landed in a galaxy far, far away... To date, I have Spock's first song in my head whenever I think about it: "Hey, what's this? I refuse to sing. It's illogical to sing with a voice like mine." I did not 0wn those characters well enough to write them.
My second attempt at fic was a delightful Mary Sue with an alternate-universe Voyager stuck in her head. These days, she's the ever-cheerful Original Character, Original Universerosalynde, having mutated the people in her headspace past all sane recognition and then grew past the need for them as she slid over, universe by universe, into an interesting rewrite of my past and future. We overlapped there for a while in high school, though...
Writerly mage note:rosalynde is an interesting remake/rebirth of myself. Read the appropriate sections of Liber Kaos again to properly appreciate what you did there. Only I carried it rather further than one might have intended for a rewrite of my past to improve myself. That was not only what I should have done, but also how it should have happened. She's got a rough trail ahead of her.
Insight: writing is a form of divination for me.
That's who I'd be, had I been there/her.
My pathtraces are the same thing.
My first fic was Essy's challenge about three-word sentences. X-Files, whee. Next,
othercat's challenge. Neither of those have been very long. My first attempt at fic was something in 8th grade: a Star Trek musical. It was a crossover with Star Wars. The ship got thrown through this anomaly, see, and it landed in a galaxy far, far away... To date, I have Spock's first song in my head whenever I think about it: "Hey, what's this? I refuse to sing. It's illogical to sing with a voice like mine." I did not 0wn those characters well enough to write them.
My second attempt at fic was a delightful Mary Sue with an alternate-universe Voyager stuck in her head. These days, she's the ever-cheerful Original Character, Original Universe
rosalynde, having mutated the people in her headspace past all sane recognition and then grew past the need for them as she slid over, universe by universe, into an interesting rewrite of my past and future. We overlapped there for a while in high school, though... Writerly mage note:
rosalynde is an interesting remake/rebirth of myself. Read the appropriate sections of Liber Kaos again to properly appreciate what you did there. Only I carried it rather further than one might have intended for a rewrite of my past to improve myself. That was not only what I should have done, but also how it should have happened. She's got a rough trail ahead of her. Insight: writing is a form of divination for me.
That's who I'd be, had I been there/her.
My pathtraces are the same thing.