*bounces* for the first time in a couple of updates, I'm in a good mood. The business with Suntrust (here after known as Fuckmooks, Inc.) and my check card is still up in the air, but I called my parents and gave them my account number, so my Dad is going to go in and talk to the Fuckmooks, Inc. people and find out what they've done to my sodding card. So things are all right on that front.
My watch, which I had lost at the gym the other day, was waiting for me in the lost and found box when I went in, so I don't need to a) buy a new one, or b) admit to my parents that I almost lost a $200 dollar watch. So things are all right there.
And... *drumroll* I went to the UCC Christmas Carols service at the Honan Chapel tonight. Nothing puts me in a good mood like being able to sing hymns (especially Christmas and/or Easter hymns) at the top of my lungs. I almost started to cry out of sheer homesickness when they broke out a guiter for one of the songs, though.
Now I must decide whether to spend the evening doing research for my paper on Revolutionary activity in Ulster prior to the third Home Rule bill, or writing the PotC AU plotbunny that attached itself to my ankle today.
Or working out the outline for the longish Jack & Gibbs story I've got sort of vaguely sketched out. Thing is, since it's a story about one long sea voyage (around the Horn and back), it's essentially a roadtrip story. Well, the pirate equivalent of a roadtrip story, anyway. And I've never done a roadtrip story before, nor have I done Gibbs POV.
My watch, which I had lost at the gym the other day, was waiting for me in the lost and found box when I went in, so I don't need to a) buy a new one, or b) admit to my parents that I almost lost a $200 dollar watch. So things are all right there.
And... *drumroll* I went to the UCC Christmas Carols service at the Honan Chapel tonight. Nothing puts me in a good mood like being able to sing hymns (especially Christmas and/or Easter hymns) at the top of my lungs. I almost started to cry out of sheer homesickness when they broke out a guiter for one of the songs, though.
Now I must decide whether to spend the evening doing research for my paper on Revolutionary activity in Ulster prior to the third Home Rule bill, or writing the PotC AU plotbunny that attached itself to my ankle today.
Or working out the outline for the longish Jack & Gibbs story I've got sort of vaguely sketched out. Thing is, since it's a story about one long sea voyage (around the Horn and back), it's essentially a roadtrip story. Well, the pirate equivalent of a roadtrip story, anyway. And I've never done a roadtrip story before, nor have I done Gibbs POV.
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1. Your Pirates au story
2. Your Jack & Gibbs roadtrip story
3. Any pirate story you decided to throw my way
Of course, I would never tempt someone to write fic when she should be doing research. . .
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And of course, it would be all prequel-y and empty of OT3-ness. There will be scurvy, storms, flogging, and Singapore, though (although I have this nagging feeling that Singapore was actually called something else in the 1700s).
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Despite my very well publicized threesome kink, I can tear myself away from OT3 to read other things.
There will be scurvy, storms, flogging, and Singapore
Sounds positively loverly.
Singapore was called something else (although I've now blanked on what) - I wanted to use a line about Singapore in a PotC story I'm writing, and my husband (aka the resident history buff) called me on it. Stupid Disney anachronisms!
You know, I don't mean to be annoyingly demanding. Mostly I was just teasing a bit and letting you know (again) how much I enjoy your stories.
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Despite my very well publicized threesome kink, I can tear myself away from OT3 to read other things.
Yes, but the question is whether I can tear myself away from OT3 to write other things. Particularly long, multi-chaptered other things. Because every Pirates story is better with an Elizabeth in it (well, mostly, unless it's fluffy, bitersweet Jack/Norrington smut. But then, she'd probably be an interesting addition there too).
Singapore was called something else
Damn. I knew it. *checks google* Yep, Singapore was founded by the East India Company in 1819 *head desks* Disney was off by nearly a century. In that case, I guess the British East India Company's soldiers will have to chase Jack through the streets of Calcutta or Canton instead (they did exist in the seventeen teens--I checked).
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Well, I wouldn't want to discourage you from writing OT3! (I think my standing offer is chocolate.) I feel the way you do about Elizabeth, who seems to get short shrift much of the time. If you like the idea of J/E/N, you are reading
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Nice blog I should say