Scattershot

Discovered on Monday that 30 minutes at anything other than minimum resistance on the stationary bike is too much. Got home feeling mostly okay, but halfway through a bowl of soup I got hit with the Fatigue Bat and wound up sleeping for an hour and a half. *sigh* So Tuesday I didn't gym, but I did 90 minutes of deep tissue work a friend who's going through some shit. It's still early so I'm going to see how I feel after the sun comes up before I make the decision to gym today.

I don't enjoy being reminded that recovery is not linear, and for some problems it's only over when everything else is. =\

Writing is going better now, but I had a rough time this weekend. Everything was a fuckin' slog. Even the actual fuckin'  was more of an exercise in (my) stamina than an indulgence. I'm itching to start Canadian Shack, and fanart like this Is Not Helping.

Speaking of fic, fan responses to the AO3 Hugo continue to be fantastic.
I am done with listening to gatekeeping men who want to put lines around our creativity, who want to declare that while yes, two authors can both win for "best novella" and a team of 6 can win a "best fanzine" or "best podcast" award, a team of a million can't possibly win the "best related work" award.

I have such a smoking kink, y'all. Have some Bai Yu as Detective L pushing A LOT of my buttons. 

If you don't already subscribe to R. Eric Thomas's newsletter, I highly recommend it. This week's made me seriously and for real laugh out loud more than once.

Literal. Ice. Knives. Thanks, naye ! Speaking of OUCH, frith_in_thorns  has a great h/c conversation on their DW that focuses on the hurt aspect. It's not Guardian-specific, so for those (few) of you not in the fandom can still appreciate the discussion. That said, if you, too, are in the Hurts So Pretty camp, I can't recommend the show enough.

Wishing (for several reasons) that there was any hope I could finish Ghost Story this month to fulfill October's theme of Full Moons, Hauntings, and Harvests at brush_and_lantern . I started it August 20, and the only days I haven't written something were August 28 and 29 for a current total of 50,042 words. That's (I think--math is not my strong suit and tbh my ability to count reliably above fourteen is questionable), twenty-nine days of writing, with an average of 1,725 words a day. So in theory I could finish writing it (I'm just over halfway through the story's nine-month timeline) but let's get real, I do have something of a life to live, minimal though it be, and I wouldn't ever expect a beta to get through this monster before the 31st. Kinda fun to think about, though!

A less expensive version of this happened in every. single. restaurant (oh, except for the pizzaria in Venice) we went to in Italy (back in 2007). We eventually stopped eating in actual restaurants and stuck to taking advantage of bars that served food (which was usually better and less expensive).

ETA: just saw on sid_guardian  that Guardian is good to go for Yuletide and it frustrates me that this might be the only time I can participate (I'm rarely this involved in a fandom, much less a small one) and I don't think I can because of energy resources. I'm still waffling on signing up for due South Sekrit Santa, even. /o\

Not the kind of emotional trauma I was talking about, thanks

( Cut for a writer's nightmare )