Total Glutton for Punishment

You'd think that with everything I have going on (outside of my RL) that my plate would be incredibly full. 

1. I'm working on a collab w/ Katie Cav that is due I think May 6th and we're not quite half way done I think...
2. I need to work on my Fandom4SAA outtake of TRIBE - a future HEA due in early June
3. I decided to work with BusyMommy on a new segment on Twific Reviews called Prose for Pondering that's every Tuesday.
4. I already review a segment called Red Eyes and Royalty on Twific Reviews every other Friday

And YET... that just seems to not be enough for me. Oh no, I had to go ahead and sign up for the Fandom4Storms to do a whole new One Shot titled

Dreams He Sold Her

See, I picked this here beautiful banner up at the TwificPics Garage Sale from Beautiful Liar and knew I needed to write something for it.

And late last night as I was snuggling into my covers the idea popped into my head.  So now I just need to find the time to write it before May 31st.  

Heres the summary in case any of you are interested.

She waited with baited breath for each post card she would receive.  Each month it would come from a different locale.  Each time she would hope that it would bring her news that he was headed back to her and to all of the dreams that he sold her.

It'll be available in the Fandom4Storms pack of stories when they come out sometime in June I believe.

I also have this full length fic I've had in mind for a while now but am not sure if I am willing to committ the kind of time and dedication it takes to write consitantly in order for that to happen. Maybe this summer?

Now some of you will think, so what MCGT, that's not a big deal. There are authors that update their fics once a week and find time to do all sorts of other magical fandom things. Yeah, well I'm not one of those darn people. Believe me, I wish I was, but alas I have a family and 2 small kids who suck up all the time I have when I'm home - my free time is EXTREMELY limited, mostly because I'm closeted, so I can only work on stuff when hubsters is not around wondering what the hell has me so captivated at the computer for so long. Crazy, but not willing to expose this little double life I have nor am I willing to let it suck me in so completely that I'm going to lose my husband over it either.

So there you have it... I am a complete and utter glutton for punishment.

Things I should be working on, but am not

Hm... there is an endless list I suppose

• I should probably be doing actual work right now and I will get what needs to be done, I'm just a procrastinator my nature.

•  I should be writing my outtake for the FFSAA - yet I'm blocked as far as where I want to take that little future take so I'm dragging my feet.

• I should be working on my collab w/ KatieCav - but I've stumbled into a hole and think Katie may just need to write me out of it.

• I should be working on my new full length fic that I've been mulling over in my head for weeks now but am not sure exactly where I want that one to ultimately go either - so stuck once again.

• I should be finding my next Red Eyes and Royalty fic to review for Friday - I am slacking and haven't found the one to review yet.  And I promised myself that I would look for one that is outside the usual New Moon AU that I've been reading lately.

 

I could bore you with more of my  other RL things I should be working on too, but alas, I will just catch up on my fic updates which at current time are around 30 in my inbox waiting for me to read (they've been stacking up for weeks, they're not all from today LOL)

 

And maybe I'll just kick my feet up on my desk and stare at the handsome that is Rob...

Random

Yes, another random post by me.  Today - I just felt like pic diving for nothing in particular and these below are the ones that caught my eye.  There is no rhyme, no reason behind them.  So just enjoy them for what they are.  LOL

New O/S

So I am very very close to finally finishing my first truly angsty piece of fan fiction.  It's being written for the A Love Like Fire contest.

Now the subject matter is something very close to my heart - Infertility.  Having gone through it, I decided to take to heart that old adage - write what you know.   So this fic is my take on that struggle.  My story did not turn out the way the story's does and I take it to an extreme, not unrealistically but more extreme than I would have ever taken it in my real life.   So for anyone who may stumble across this and I'm sure I'll post it on my blog at some point - please note that if you are or have dealt with infertility no matter how severe, I've been there.   It sucks and I hope that you find my story did the topic justice.   I will put a warning at the top, just in case you are sensitive to the subject matter - but I believe that it feels true and not completely over the top.

So if you see my story while you're checking out the other stories for the contest, give mine a whirl.  I hope to have it posted by the end of the week.
Thanks!

The things men will never understand

So I have to admit while my hair is pretty cool, I was a little concerned about what my hubsters was going to say in response to it, as I didn't actually tell him I was doing it.  I was surprised when it took him about five minutes before he even mentioned it.  Okay - he's color blind, so I don't usually expect much.  He asked me if I did something different.  Which I replied that I had and was rebelling against momdom.  He smiled, said "cool" and that was it.

This morning, he saw it in the bright glare of our bathroom and looked a little more concerned.  He asked what color it was.  When I replied that it was orange, he asked why would you color your hair orange?  I just replied that I felt like it.  He shrugged and said, "Ooookay" and left it at that.

Now what he fails to understand is that by funkifying my hair yesterday, when I got up this morning, I had an entirely new attitude about myself.  I felt like I HAD to dress a little nicer/funkier if you will.  I had to make more of an effort on my makeup and hair because I had to make my outfit, makeup match my hair's badassness.  So today when I came into work, it wasn't in my traditional boring easy to wear yet bland outfit with only mascara on.  Nope, I have my bitch boots on with the four inch heels, my dark wash jeans and a cool ass jacket on.  I have eyeliner and lipstick on, which I NEVER bother with because I'm generally a low maint. kinda girl.   So yeah, I am walking tall and feeling good about myself today.  Why?  Because I added a few orange streaks in my hair and flipped my normal nonchalant attitude on its ass. 

But the hubsters doesn't understand that by spending a little money I made myself feel like a million bucks. 

Does anyone out there get this feeling too?  I've wasted too much time being bland since I've had kids.  I need to remember that I'm not a traditional soccer mom.  Nope - I'm wild and out there and who the fuck cares what the other hoity-toity people around the neighborhood think?   As long as I feel good.  That is all that matters. 

Tell me about what you've done lately to make yourself feel good about yourself. 

Orange you glad you did it?

So yeah, I followed through on my threat of orange highlights and here is the end result?
Whatta you think?  I feel about 10yrs younger in attitude.  Granted I now have to rock the attitude to not look like a shmoe who's trying to act outside of her approved age range.  LOL

Working on a collab

I'm really excited to be working with KatieCav on a collab for the Strictly Charlie contest.  So I can't say anything about it, since it's an anonymous contest, but we worked for almost 3hrs just flushing out the story on Gchat today and I had an absolute ball.  We ran through probably about ten ideas then whittled it down to one and then began outlining the story from there.  Granted, I didn't get any of my work done, but it was fun.  Now I just have to start writing it.  Which of course makes me a bit nervous now that someone else is relying on something that I'm supposed to be creating.  So yeah, nervous, excited and hopefully our two styles will compliment eachother.

Anyhow, keep your eyes peeled when you read the Strictly Charlie stories and see if you can find ours in the mix.

Feel like shaking things up

As anyone who reads some of my posts know, I'm a mom of two young kiddos (as both under 4yrs old) - and I live in a pretty conservative area.  But I wasn't always a soccer mom.  No, I had my punk phase and have always liked playing around with the color of my hair.
And for some inexplicable reason I'm obsessed with wanting to put some bright ass orange highlights in.
I have relatively short hair, and just want a funky ass cut with some funky ass color.  I think I may just have to ask the person who does my hair if they'd be willing to do something really out there for me.  I'd be the shocking soccer mom, right?  I just don't want to be bland boring old mom anymore.

I'm thinking about something like this.  Just highlights  - I don't have the balls to do all over color.  Not in the fourth decade of my life.  Really.  I have some tatts but not a sleeve or anything  that would mark me as the bad ass I really want to be.  lol.