borealgrove: (Saga'll touch ur)
I've completely let the ball drop on blogging and writing in the past week or two: part of it is due to craziness at work (new people at work that I have to train, a meeting that I nearly forgot--oops, and a new system that I have to figure out on behalf of my office before it goes live in less than two weeks), and the other part is due to craziness at home (several appointments, general exhaustion from work, and a ton of spring cleaning).

Phew.

It's only this weekend that I've really found the time and motivation to write again, and I started it off yesterday by brainstorming a few prompt ideas for the upcoming [community profile] sshg_smut 2017 Fest, which was a hell of a lot of fun last year. Today I've been focusing on the next chapter of FS, in which I'd hit a bit of a scene roadblock a week or so ago. I tackled it this morning, and have been chipping away at finishing that irksome scene for the past hour or two. With the HP Drizzle fest deadline also slowly approaching, I have been revisiting my notes for my prompt and thinking about how best to start the fic. I am very, very excited to write it -- it should be interesting. No idea how long it's going to be, though. I'm going to try not to ramble too much and miss the deadline lol!

I've promised my partner that sometime today I will be making a lavender chocolate tea cake, so that will interfere with my writing a little, but it will be worth it if it turns out to be as delicious as it sounds.

Currently making pancakes with Naturripe brand (Georgia grown) blueberries that... taste like apples???



I don't even

There are children out there likely growing up eating these thinking that that's how real blueberries taste. Or that they taste unremarkable because there's a fruit already out there that does that flavour better. I like apple, so I don't have to force myself to eat these "blueberries", but if I'm buying blueberries, I kind of expect that they'll taste like blueberries. I just. What the shit. I'm just gonna breathe, have some patience, and wait for the delicious yearly downpour of (actual) blueberries from BC to hit the shelves.
borealgrove: (Meltwater)
The scones were unreal, and I finished baking them around 10pm yesterday, because when it comes to baking, ridiculously late is how I roll.

The reason I made them was in order to celebrate my partner finally getting a job offer after about a year of searching--he started this week and things seem to be going well, so the very least I could do was bake up a treat! It's definitely a weight off of the both of our minds that he's out of that job roadblock, and now we can do adulty things like put money into savings accounts, and plan for the future. Such forbearance. Much adult.

Ahem.

On the subject of jobs, I got to spend the better half of this week getting paid to write and edit, which I always enjoy. The writing was for a manual (so, a little dry), but it was writing nonetheless, and my manager seemed pretty happy with the end result. On the flip side, having spent several days this week writing how-tos has left me feeling pretty drained by the time I get home. My next chapter of FS is almost done (and what isn't has been plotted out), so all I really need is to sit down properly and finish it up. Any day now. Maybe even this evening, once I get this post out of the way.

Besides, for the first time in I-don't-even-know-how-many-weeks, I have no plans for the weekend. None. Not a one. That's not to say I won't end up accepting an invitation to go somewhere board game cafe, but at the moment, no plans. Except stay home and write.

Sconetime

May. 17th, 2017 08:43 pm
borealgrove: (Saga'll touch ur)
I'm finally making these damn blueberry scones, and it will be glorious.



But I tell you fucking what, people, no one is more excited about these things than Annabelle White.

I love this video lol bless her
borealgrove: (Saga'll touch ur)
The absolute worst thing is to wake up with the intention of making blueberry scones, and realizing that you have all the ingredients to make them except for the cream. Especially when you went grocery shopping the day before.

...okay, I really don't have to go that far to procure it, but still.
borealgrove: Dionysus fulfills his promise to Prosymnus (Rite of Spring)
Ahh, four day weekends, how I love them.

Though we spent Thursday night over at my parents', the rest of my time off has been spent at home, (mostly) in front of my laptop. I wish I could say that it has all been spent writing, but due to the LJ TOS changes, my time was spent doing other things. Like saving PDF copies of all four of my LJs, and moving this (my latest, and now only active) over to Dreamwidth permanently. I did have a DW journal before, but it ended up petering out because it felt so deserted, and all the action (small as it was) was still over on LJ. I hope that begins to change! After all, DW is a very thoughtfully-constructed blogging platform, and really all it was missing was numbers--communities.

On top of moving my LJ over here, and saving all my old ones, I also realized that all of my old fanfiction was in danger of disappearing too. So I created a new Ao3 account and began re-posting all of the important stuff over there... I thought a lot about whether I wanted to create a brand new account, or whether I wanted to just add a new pseud to my main one, and in the end, a new account won out. My old stuff is just very unpolished. Reading back through it makes me cringe and laugh and even feel warm (I can see my own style--sort of--developing) and I am proud of the stories I wrote, but I don't think I want them, and that super-niche fandom, associated with what I write and how I write now.

While taking breaks from the changeover and repost-a-thon, I also managed to finally finish Mass Effect! Yay! And then started Mass Effect 2! At this rate it will only take me another two years to get to Mass Effect Andromeda! Rejoice!

Sigh.

Okay, maybe two years is too a generous an estimate, but I seem unable to let go of side quests, so clearly I will not reach the Andromeda galaxy as soon as I'd like. It's just, if I never re-play these games, I'd like to be able to say that I experienced almost all of the possible story in them. Anyway, the jump from MA1 to MA2 is pretty great--the difference in graphics and controls is immense, and while I keep accidentally using the old controls, I have to admit, the changes are a nice improvement (levelling certainly feels much more minimalist). This game is the one I played about three quarters of the way through, but it was a long time ago, so while I have some memories of it, I still feel like I'm playing a new game--plus, this time, I have the benefit of a lot of story context from the previous game, so the story and lore doesn't feel confusing.

On to the big event of the weekend!

Toe-stubbing!

On Saturday night, while walking back to my chair, I smacked my pinky toe into a table leg reeeeal hard. It's taken until this morning (Monday) for me to be able to walk properly again lol. Luckily, I don't seem to have broken it, and there was no external damage other than very visible bruising, but boy did I ever pick the right weekend to put myself out of commission for a couple days. Ha!

Said toe-stubbing happened right after I had finished reading two wonderful volumes of Smut Peddler, a very female-friendly comic anthology of... well, exactly what it sounds like. :p

Why female-friendly? I would put that down to there usually being some sort of believable plot, to there being a lot of humour, to there being a huge variety of relationships, genders, and body types depicted... in short, it may be a sexy read, but it is also more than likely to give you a case of the warm fuzzies. There was a lot of love in those pages, either from the characters, or from the authors of each comic.

Other things of note... I made brownies last night and changed up my go-to recipe to the extent that my partner tasted the finished product and commanded me to write those changes down right now lol. I adjusted the amount of white sugar the original called for by substituting in some brown sugar and almond flour (he doesn't like overly-sweet things). In order to add a bit of extra sweetness for myself, I spread a little maple butter on top of my square. Delish. But then, when is maple butter not?

Finally, I woke up this morning after viewing a tweet in my dreams that had been posted by Stephen Moffat, saying something along the lines of "the wait is over". I woke up, because even dream me knew that Moffat doesn't have a twitter. At this point, I really can't imagine what they're waiting for, because I feel like they'll lose more loyal fans with each passing day, but I still do believe in The Lost Special, and my tin hat has not left my head since January. I'm still squinting suspiciously at the ContactSH and ContactJW twitters (when I'm not too busy grinning at their latest antics) but what I believe now, what I truly believe, is that Mofftiss want to drop TLS when no one expects it. TJLCers have been too clever. We've ruined their big reveal. So they want to surprise even us. Problem is, there are so few of us left... but that's a whole other (sad) can of worms.

Just for posterity, one of the best metas I have read since S4 ended is about The Johnlockian Game, by Shamelessmash on Tumblr. In particular, their [ meta ] about The Final Problem was exemplary, and I really do think they figured out the key to the whole S4 mess. But their play-by-plays of T6T and TLD are great reads as well.
borealgrove: (Through to Winter)
Oh, what a weekend I had...



First, on Friday, DE decided to dump a brand new Warframe on us. Which meant I had to put on my wide-brimmed hat and go farming. Obviously. They dumped a whole lot of other great content on us too, which did not help my resolve to be good and concentrate on being productive. I ended my night by ragequitting after I "completed" the new quest and it bugged out before I could get my reward. I re-did it in the morning, after I had slept off the volcanic ire that my partner was trying very hard not to find hilarious.

Butt.

Saturday we went bouldering. Ho boy. I should mention I'm afraid of heights. I went once before, and enjoyed myself, but I could only really climb sideways and managed to get my feet maybe one metre off the floor--if that. I did better this time, but had to work my way up to it (and creepily stand around waiting for most of the other climbers to leave the space). I should mention I also don't really like people. I'm a gem. We spent the day with a couple of friends we hadn't seen in a while, and aside from bouldering, also went out for ramen, and then to a brand-new cafe for some matcha desserts. All in all, a great time.


And today? Why, I've done a lot of knitting and watched three episodes of Merlin--and for some reason in the middle of the second one decided to make chocolate-chip pumpkin bread. For... reasons? Tastiness? I started at nine-thirty pm... and it's now eleven pm... just... why? Why do I make these life choices?

It smells really freakin good though. I'm gonna go have a slice.
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