Sunday, November 16, 2008

I'm Vixen

Today wasn't the best day for writing. Yeah, I got about 4000 words and caught up with Fredji again (he hasn't passed me again, has he?), but I did most of that after midnight this morning, before I went to bed. Today when I sat down to write (I skipped church due to weird eye problems - calling the doctor tomorrow), I got sidetracked.

Boy did I ever get sidetracked.

It started out easily enough. I simply checked Pottersues, and somehow from there ended up on a very long biography on one of the most famous/infamous Big Name Fans in the Harry Potter fandom.

...yeah.

And then all the writing I did do was stuff that almost certainly will not end up in even the second draft, much less the actual finished project (assuming I get there). Somehow I don't think a detailed description of the characters playing card games and tag hide-and-go-seek will have much impact on the plot. Of course, you never know... me deciding to detail their laser tag games earlier this week gave me a few good moments. (Poor Willow. That's all I have to say.)

Still, could have done better; I'm only about 50 above Fred, and SLC is starting to beat we Elsewhere people in our word war. Blast it all!

Oh, yeah. The title of the post, for those of you who are wondering, has to do with this year's Christmas pajamas for my family. We eight children are being reindeer (brown long-sleeved shirts and dark pants and antlers) and my parents are Santa and Mrs. Claus. We were each assigned names which will eventually be on our shirts. I'm Vixen.

Also: check out the new banner at the photo counter in the Bookstore (they'll get it up eventually...) it should have pictures of my family on it, in our Christmas pajamas. Some we took tonight, and some from quite a few years ago. Quite a few. Really. Several. As in, my youngest two sisters are missing. A long time ago. And while you're there looking at the vaguely embarrassing photos, if you see guy who has brown hair, glasses, and a name tag reading "Jeff," say hi, and tell him you know his daughter bob. He may or may not know who you're referring to. : D

7 comments:

Sam, The Nanti-SARRMM said...

Hmmn, I will definitely have to go into the bookstore then.

Also, you are malicious?

Natalia said...

I love that you read Pottersues. I swear, those things are terrible and hilarious and probably damaging to my health. Good luck on your writing this week!

bobtheenchantedone said...

Thanks, Natalia!

And Sam: no. No I am not. : P

yellow m&m said...

I'll remember one day to look for those pictures. And finally say hello to your dad. I swear I walk through the bookstore 2-3 times a day.

Also, you've been tagged. Details are on my blog. :^D

Sam, The Nanti-SARRMM said...

Rah rah rah, write bob, write. You can do it!! yay!!

*more perky cheers filled with cheesiness, although which make you smile, end up causing you to hang your head in shame at my poor word choice.*

Sam, The Nanti-SARRMM said...

Congratulations on passing the 50,000 word mark!

Fredjikrang said...

One of these days, I will see that banner. :)