InsaneJournal

Current mood:	tired
Entry tags:	writing woes, you wouldn't like me when i'm angry, yuletide

I'm Feeling a Little Elvis--Costello, That Is
The Winter Holiday exchanges are coming up and I'm torn whether I want to do Yuletide or 3 Ships or (ha ha ha) both or ANY, given my track record with ficathons lately. La Muse has always been fickle and capricious, but I find that to be especially true when it comes to my desire to sign up for and my ability to carry out ficathons.

My primary motivation for doing Yuletide would be to (hopefully) force someone to write the Glee story I DESPERATELY want, where Rachel is sekritly a transwoman, which...I don't know if that's an honestly good enough reason. Especially since I don't know if I could honestly write a Glee story in return. Which is not a prerequisite, but still.

And as for 3 ships, short of my various permutations of RPF fangirlery, I'm drawing a blank on any other threesome I'm particularly into or interested in right now. Which, given that my usual stance is "Poly makes everything better!" is a little distressing.

I dunno. Lately, I've been feeling a twin pull, one stream going back to SPN (which...yay! Except for the fact that I don't really have the TIME to write SPN right now) and the other going to Appetite, which is nice because that's where my focus is actually supposed to BE for the next little while. Yay post-apocalyptic werewolves! And the glee I get from writing 'post-apocalyptic werewolves'!

Today was an exercise in frustrations, from bullshit at work (OMG, I hate HVAC with a fiery and burning passion and I don't have much better feelings for the guys working on it) to losing my way in the current scene of AKB (I later found it), to the flailing despair of realizing that my everyday email cabal is a little cocky-screw ATM, and isn't really THERE to get me through my long, frustrating days at work the way it has been to finding out my mom's sicker than she's been telling anyone (it's not life or death...or, at least no more so than usual). *sighs* Such a Monday, yo. Such a very, very Monday Monday.

But! On the bright side, I have tomorrow off to do whatever I like. Except sleep in, because the cleaning people are coming at Obscene O'Clock. But I will perservere! And probably play The Sims! And maybe do some writing.