He is a quirky actor. Takes roles that challenge him. And most of all, had a slashtastic relationship with Soon Joong Ki drama called Sungkyunkwan Scandal. Go watch it on Dramafever or Hulu if you can.

No…really… SLASHTASTIC. They were even nominated as “best couple in a drama” for the Korean “Emmys”.

Bonus points for Captain Mal… er… Nathan Fillion.

A BOVINE HELL!

I laughed way too hard at this. Going to hell. *grins*

Oh God this killed me. It was that cute. One must ALWAYS be polite. Especially when a robot is bowing to you.

Why is this door closed? This door cannot be closed. I shall open it for you.

Hah! I am inside!

What are you doing? WHY are you under that watering thing? What madness is this? I shall save you… nope, you are on your own. Good luck. That is water. You are on your own.

Why are you still in here? DO YOU NOT SEE THE WATER? ARE YOU STUPID? GET OUT OF THERE!

Here, I will open the door wider so you can see how to escape.

God this human is stoopid. I shall leave her to drown.

I am back. GET OUT OF THE WATER! Oh good. You finally see reason. No! DO NOT TOUCH ME! YOU ARE WET!

Goddamn human. Save them from dying and they smear themselves all over you.

I could have used this in colour. I guess we’ll have to suffer. You all okay with that?

Okay, so not really cookies as much as throwing out 45,000 words because really, they weren’t good.

Or should I say, they were good enough but at some point, the dough gets overworked and the story doesn’t rise. This was the case of the last eight chapters of that damned WIP.

Keep in mind, something like this isn’t new. It’s happened before. If you had any idea how long it took to get Sinner’s Gin going, you’d have told me to take up knitting…something that’s NEVER going to happen. Just saying.

Characters need to gel. I don’t pretend to write great literature and I sure as hell don’t claim to be Donald Kingsbury (no really, go read Courtship Rite. Fucking brilliant book). I just want to write a story. And sometimes, the story I write sucks.

Sure, I can keep shoving at it but at a certain point in time, usually when I’m shoving a camel through a needle, I have to stop and take a look at what I’m doing and say… okay, this is shit and it’s not going to work.

All in all, it’s a pretty easy decision to make. Do I mourn the lost two weeks? A little bit but maybe I can suck in some of it back. Right now, I’m on laying down the bones again and trying to scrape off everything I’d assumed about the characters from the prior chapters. Because really, it’s all new again.

It’s actually going better. No one’s stewing in a pot of disgust and I actually have space to move the characters around. Good thing that. So, wish me luck and most of all, pray for my sanity. I’ve got some catching up to do.

Following the death of my main laptop, I’ve migrated over to the backup which is a nice machine. Good keyboard action. I actually prefer the keyboard on this one to the old one but there is a memory fail on this one if the chips get too hot that is a design flaw. Nothing too serious just one of those things that piss me off. Also, I can’t get the text size on this resolution setting to be what I really like it to be at but that’s a small thing in the scheme of things.

No, the biggest issues seems to be my brain refusing to kill people. Oh I’m taking the time to slaughter a few as I go but really, how far can I push it without it become a serial killer spree? Ah, how that does warm the cockles of the heart.

Not sure why the heart has cockles. Oh sure, the cockles and the heart are bivalves and cockles do open up when heated… so there you have it. Cockles.

I am not a big mollusk fan. So…. yeah, warm away.

For some stupid reason, I have Diana Ross’ I’m Coming Out stuck in my head. I have not heard it someplace…it wasn’t used in a commercial… nothing. It just floated up to the surface of my brain for some reason. Damn fricking brain.

Whatcha all up too?

Well….if you have to ask after this, I got nothing…