I missed the SGA Santa signups.
At first I thought I'd need to jump in on pinch-hits (and those go in seconds). I'm so rarely on LJ that I never saw all the usual notifications that sga_santa
was in full swing.
switched things around so I could participate. Thank you! (I suspect she gave me the story prompt she was going to do or some other excessively generous act.)
This year I'm only doing two grad classes and working two days a week, so I have time to write. (Also, Thanksgiving in Michigan's been canceled--there's a story behind that.) And I've been missing writing.
I'd burned out after Out Of Bounds
-- especially Dragonlord, which was written for a Big Bang. I've found I don't do well with Big Bangs. I can do them. But I implode under the pressure of that tight a deadline. (Granted, I was supposed to start in April and didn't start writing until July. I'd turned a six-month deadline into three months.)
I've kept up with SGA Santa though, writing for it almost every year.
It seems everyone's moved to Tumblr from LJ.
Stories are now posted on AO3 instead of private websites and journals. The importance of the individual author has faded now that people don't follow personal journals to find the good fic.
The old fandoms like Harry Potter and Stargate Atlantis are still alive and continue in a desultory way. But most of my old friends have drifted. I hear distant mentions of the Marvel comics universe, Sherlock Holmes, manga and anime I've never seen.
Tried Yuletide. Assigned a great prompt. But being out of fandom, out of the habit of writing, isn't the time to attempt a random obscure fandom. I've an outline of that story and two scenes, but no more.
In the meantime, I've channeled all my creative yen into crafting. The OAR (Overly Ambitious Rug) is complete and plush. The cats sit on it proudly. I have several hand-knit sweaters, most of which are fit for wearing, some of which don't look homemade, and none of which have come out exactly as planned. I have hats that have come out perfectly, and socks that are comfy and wonderful-wish-I-could-knit-them-faster
Didn't realize yarn was addictive. I've reached the yarn-stash point of "Oh, I forgot I bought that" and "Gee, what was I planning to make with this yarn again?" and "That's it, no more yarn until I finish more projects!"
Yet I get a fandom email every day... kudos on this story ... a review on that ... to remind me how much I miss writing.
SGA Santa, 2014. I'll see you there.