How awkward is it when you're walking along and someone comes out of a room or doorway and starts walking the same way as you, and you're sort of walking together but not quite, and you don't know each other, so one person has to speed up and one has to slow down until there's enough distance between you to walk comfortably again, and everyone involved feels a tad stupid? The answer is, most awkward!
I've been playing a spot of The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion
in my spare time (a little late to the party, as always), and all I can say is: epic whoa. ( Cutting this for lengthy rambles about large RPGs )
Aside from that, I've been writing, submitting, receiving rejections—a couple of them very encouraging—working, playing, and snuggling my cat. Me and my Storyslingers
co-mod are hoping to host a Short Story Slam
in July, so we're starting to plan for that.
I hit 40k words on the steampunk novel recently, which I estimate to be about halfway through. It's good, solid progress, and that is fab. Also, things that I started to think weren't relevant and may end up being cut are now becoming relevant. Is this a part of my brain that's one step ahead of the rest? Could be, could be! Thank you, brain. I'm still mostly running on instinct, still finding it an enterprise of discovery and excitement. But there's always that tiny, niggling fear that I'll lose the plot or veer too far from my (shady) goal.
And a couple of weeks ago I discovered:
♫ Wake You Up
and Insect Flick
, by Coven. A relatively new dubstep act, who I hope continue to bring out quality beats!