borealgrove: Kalitt (a Qunari Inquisitor) lounging and enjoying a spa day with Vivienne. (Spa Day)
You know it: I was out this afternoon taking advantage of the first truly clear, sunny sky we've had all summer. I was absolutely stuck on a section of my HP Drizzle fic this morning, but about ten minutes ago, I finally finished the paragraph that was giving me grief. Victory! Not that I'm anywhere near finished, but at least the way is somewhat clearer now. I also did something unusual this morning, in that I actually bounced the ideas for the latter half of the fic off my partner. I'm normally tight-lipped about all story plot with absolutely everyone, but this one was frustrating me so much that I just wanted a completely objective opinion (which brought with it a rigorous effort to poke holes in the logic of the plot). I've gotta say... it was kind of nice.

I'm sitting in the dark listening to Phantogram's You Don't Get Me High Anymore on repeat and drinking in all those luxuriously disaffected vibes. As long as I don't think too hard about those deadlines, I'll be okay. :p



My day out today went something like this: squeezed into tightly-packed crowds (worse than Canada Day) to see the incredible spectacle that is La Machine, we then passed through a Chapters so my partner could pick up a book on industrial design that he'd ordered, and went on towards another festival happening somewhere else in the city (stopping into several interesting-looking stores along the way), only to balk at the overpriced foods being offered there (not that they didn't look delicious--I gave up grilled eel, man!), and go into a bubble tea shop to unwind, which we left in order to go home. At home, I made myself okonomiyaki (I make it from scratch, right down to grating the hilariously slimy nagaimo) and watched two episodes of Shameless, because I was feeling indulgent and decided not to stop at one. And now I'm here.

Writing this.

When I should be writing that other thing.

Edit: My teeny weeny cactus is trying to bloom and this morning I cried a tiny, proud tear. He's trying so hard. He just wants to be pretty. I support you little guy. ♥

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: (Out of Bounds)
I had the biggest inspiration rush for my ACBB story this afternoon (luckily right around break-time, so I wrote lots of notes), and I worked out a bunch of stuff that I had been hung up on over the weekend. I still can't tell how long it's going to end up, but I am in love with the story I've come up with, and I'll see it through either way this is me psyching myself up so that I do the thing. I've gotten into my pjs, I've been fed, and I am ready to go.

Okay, sorta. One last thing. As I was walking home (through a very light snowfall--thought we were done with that, but apparently not), the following song came on, and it matched the mood I was thinking of for the story perfectly. It's a beautiful song in and of itself by an Ontarian duo who I have had the pleasure of seeing live, and always stays in my head for the rest of the day when I hear it... but to hear it this afternoon was a nice coincidence.



Georgian Bay - Les Mots

You can read the original lyrics by following the link, but I've done a quick translation below the cut if you're not familiar with French. :)

English translation... )

borealgrove: (Layabout)


I've decided to take a short break from editing to post this song because I find it extremely rude, to be quite frank, that Clean Bandit and Zara Larsson would make me cry my own tears when I wasn't expecting to.

Like.

Thanks?


(This video is so beautiful ;_;)

Still fucky

Apr. 2nd, 2017 11:04 pm
borealgrove: (Angel of Procrastination)


fjnaklsmd;a

Yeah, that's pretty much how I remember S1


On to le chapter editing after spending several solid hours this afternoon trying to help get #Bring221Back trending on Twitter (we had way, way, WAY more than enough tweeting going on to get it trending worldwide, so something fucky was up... which basically describes the entirety of this latest season ffffff).
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
My weekend has been packed (how does this keep happening?) and until yesterday evening I had no time at all for writing. Friday night I didn't get home until almost 2am because of a show. The Balconies. Ohhhhh mannnnn I love Jacquie Neville. She has this absolutely incredible stage presence, her voice is amazing, and both times I've gone to see them, she's jumped into the crowd to dance with us (centimeters away from me, both times ahsbfjafkndksnmal).

She also does a lot of headbanging, makes "crazy eyes" at the crowd, she's just... so awesome.



And extremely hot.



My god.



In honor of the Juno weekend, their setlist was mostly covers (they played three of their own songs when we called them back for an encore), and said covers were kickass. My favourites were Turn off the Light, Man! I Feel Like A Woman, You Oughta Know, Strange Disease... and probably others, but I've honestly forgotten all the others they played. But they nailed the whole performance. Can't wait to see them again!

Anyway, I spent yesterday (after I had managed to drag myself out of bed), making pancakes for the friend that had crashed at our place after the show, shopping, meeting up with other friends, and then coming home to eat supper at almost 9pm. I woke up this morning to write down a few notes and ended up just plain forgetting about breakfast in a frenzy of writing (I caught a possible plot hole and have been working on that). It's been hours of trying to wrestle my next chapter into shape (still a little ways off, but with some luck and elbow grease I'll get to the end of it today) and now I clearly need to feed myself. Off to watch Merlin and take a little food break before I get back to my sudden streak of inspiration.

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