Yep, once again posting has been sporadic here at DDtM. Life has kicked up the weirdness again and I've been swirling around like an unfortunate hair in a bathtub drain.
However, there were a few small things I wanted to share in the midst of all the usual holiday madness. I'm not much on Christmas (to put it mildly) but still the rat race of the season affects us all.
I am once again sitting in the Borders cafe being stared at by Robert Pattinson's underwhelmingly "sexy" leer from the magazine rack, the YA shelves, and a display of New Moon tie-ins, all of which leave me feeling a little besieged by anti-gravity hair and pink lipstick. Bad makeup choice, sparklemovie people. Also? Foundation should go down past the jawline if you want someone to look like a vampire and not, say, Mopey the Emo Clown.
Sorry. It's just distracting. Both of my usual "good" tables are taken this evening and I'm a bit exposed sitting out in the middle of everyone.
At any rate, not a lot of note has been going on in my life lately, except that I'm writing like a fiend; I've finally made significant progress on the latest Shadow Agency story, "Archangel," and it's starting to get exciting at last. That's the hazard of making stuff up as you go--you never know when the characters are going to hijack the storyline. Sometimes I'm staring at the screen thinking, "Wait...what just happened?" as much as the audience is.
Also for those of you who are fans (and I mean serious fans) of Supernatural, or rather, Dean/Castiel 'shippers like myself, you might have a look at this fic, "Transgressions." It's for adults only, as you might expect. What can I say? Every once in a while I must exorcise the porn demon. Few things get me going like the bowlegged elder Winchester and the renegade angel these days, and I thought I'd pass the naughty on to you.
I'll also have some guest posting news soon (as in me guest posting elsewhere, not someone guest posting here, although that is an interesting idea), so keep your eyes peeled.
From a personal/spiritual standpoint, some very...challenging things are happening right now, and I don't even really know where to begin to talk about them, so I won't until I feel a bit more organized in the brainscape. Suffice it to say there are big, big changes on the horizon, and I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to come through it--"unscathed" is definitely not an option at this point, but I'm starting to get okay with that.
The one thing I wish is that the season could be a little kinder to my friends and loved ones; nearly everyone I care about seems to be going through a hard time lately, and I wish I could fix, but the best I can do is offer cookies and razor-sharp wit, which can be quite helpful, but still, never feels like enough.
I will close, then, with a picture of myself at roughly half my current age, for no other reason than I was quite cute back then, and I didn't smile nearly enough (kind of like now) so having it captured on film is reason to celebrate.
Yes, that's a genuine smile. And I'm wearing a crescent Moon pendant, of course--I'd been a Pagan for about a year at this point and I had learned not to rock the pentacle for the front page of the town newspaper.
(Yeah, front page. I was kind of a big deal. And if my Dad has anything to do with it, as soon as my novel comes out, I'll be a big deal again.)