Sun and Hearth State of the Writer · 4:22am Apr 26th, 2017
I mentioned a few weeks ago that I was overtaking my buffer… well, it happened. While I have most of the next chapter done, it’s not technically finished, which means I can’t be certain that it will be ready by next week. (With a similar problem going forward.)
I had something typed up about what I was going to do going forward, and after that I planned to go into the normal post-update blog, except that right now I probably shouldn’t do either of those things for mental health reasons. (Nothing serious, I’m probably one of the most mentally healthy people on the site. But I do have my issues, and right now I’m manic and (probably related) anxious, and I can not guarantee anything I would predict would have any relationship to reality.)
(You would think that being manic would mean I could work faster. It does! As long as that work is whatever shiny thing caught my brain. Last night I spent an hour cleaning under all of the furniture in the house because I couldn’t find Mr. Potato Head’s nose. (I found it.))
ANYWAY! This should only last a few days. I’ll post a make-up blog and some well thought out plans for going forward then.
If you have any concerns, questions, or suggestions, feel free to comment below!
Did you intend to leave a chapter number off the newest chapter?
Other than that, you know I'm loving this fic, BP. Take it at whatever pace works.
It's the little things. Literally, sometimes.
Also, we the readers forbid you to sacrifice any mental health on the part of the fic, however much we may enjoy reading it. Disobeying will elicit very disapproving glares. Believe me you do not want that.
I'm sure Mr. Potato Head appreciates it (he'll still call you a hockey puck, though).
Aww, you left out an end title!
No worries, gotcha covered:
I'm late for dinner but look who's on the menu
'cos when I get a table you know damn well I get a table for two
Preheat the oven so the cooking is best
I trained at the very best kitchens in france
My service is slow and I hope this doesn't offend you
(See, the lyrics are ostensibly about sex but really they're about arguing)
This is an episode that would be fantastic translated into Russian. Because when the characters become ideas and start arguing with each other there's no better language than Russian.
Of course each line of dialog would have to be farced out to five times its current length. But you can do most of that by giving the characters good tripartate Russian names, each of which is longer than all three of ours, and having them use all three of them constantly!