to do today

[maderr]

*write something, for the love of god
*mailing list
*work a bit on website
*clean up desk/study


Okay. Those are manageable goals.

Speaking of websites, have decided to start my lessons in css by creating a geniuses site. So you peeps give me stuff to put on it ^_~ Pretty please. I wonder if I could con Nepenth into making a picture for the main page, hmmm.

Frack I wish it wasn't Monday. Fame and fortune can't come soon enough *snort*

I am seriously in the mood for brotherslash >_> And sacrificey stories. Sam, I blame that one entirely on you. This will have to be pondered. After the other twenty bajillion things I'm supposed to have finished by now. And I still have SMP story to write. Where have my musese gone? They're all quiet and it scares me.

Comments

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Heh. Feel free to email me and regale me with changes since if you called you'd hear me laughing and neither of us wants that since it's hard for me to talk at work ^_^

I want good old fashioned sacrifice to demon (never let Megan read badporn when she's bored...). Tied down with rope. And in true me fashion, snarky sacrifice and a lazy ass demon. Yeees, precious.

GIVE SEA MONSTER NOW.

[rykaine.livejournal.com]

Well... that wasn't quite how it would have gone down. But damnit... now I've got to write something to that affect now, too.

I hate you.

I'm working on Sea Monster! Let me get my thoughts together and I'll e-mail you what I've got. Maybe I can tweak it to be what you want. merg

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Um..I meant that's what I'll probably write when I get around to it. Crap, didn't mean to make your life more difficult. Wasn't trying to tell you what to write ^^;

[rykaine.livejournal.com]

... Be more clear next time, bitch! And also, thank God, because that was a headache I didn't need. I'll leave that one to you, then. ^_^

*whew*

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Sorry. It was obvious to *me* I was rambling about my own plans, I forget that doesn't mean its clear to the rest of the world >_>


^^;

[rykaine.livejournal.com]

I wasn't really paying attention, either. I just sorta rolled all those paragraphs into one thought and then got confuddled and went... she's kidding me, right? hee

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Heh. Somehow I don't think my premise would have worked well for your story. Your god doesn't strike me as quite like this:

"That looks uncomfortable," the man in a loose black shirt and breeches commented idly. "Why'd they tie you up?"

Naked and tied with rough rope to the stone altar, (Robin?) gaped at the stranger in disbelief - welll, as well as anyone could gape tied naked to a stone altar and barely able to turn his head. "I'm the sacrifice."

"Oh." The man blinked. "So why did they tie you up there? If I were a a sacrifice, I'd demand a nice chair, nice glass of wine."

Robin's gape was rapidly turning into a glare. "Who the hell are you?"

The stranger shrugged. "Just passing through to pick up a couple of things. Would you like some help getting down?"

"Sure, why not?"

***

Bwahahaha. I need to tweak that, it could be worth something. *grin* Thanks, you're helpig me write again.

Let's try this again...

[rykaine.livejournal.com]

's part of my confusion. 'Cause I distinctly recall your laughing at me my telling you the plot, and it in no way resembled what you described. You were so fucking with my head.

haha! OMG, I only wish I'd thought of that. But alas, mine is slightly... angstier, I think. You need to do more with it. Like now.