November 27th, 2005

Due South

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Okay, so I can't claim that I'm being a good girl, but I'm not being too bad and I'm actually trying to settle down and do some school work for the first time since the summer.

Trying being the operative word. I was actually doing quite well until I started this article, which is long and boring and convoluted. But I've decided that we're reading it because it contains a love-letter to my prof. No, seriously.

"White a few paragraphs cannot do justice to the richness of the [Prof's Name] and [Other Random Dude] accounts, it is illuminating to highlight the essential thrust of what their works uncover."

And, in more important news, I'm starting to think about writing beyond Nano. I'm trying to come up with a list of things I have to write in December. It's getting to be quite long...

So, of course, I'm rehit by a plot bunny I had around this time last year, one that I thought had died. Petunia and Lily. Post-OotP. A crossover with Neil Gaiman's Sandman, so with a guest appearance of Death. A search for Sirius.

Also, has anyone else ever started thinking about a story, sat down and be prepared to continue reading it, only to realize that it was only in your head and not even well-defined enough to start writing? Or is that my own, unique madness ringing through here?