star_swan: (Cloudy castle)
I started this dreamwidth several years ago as a dumping ground for a story, then a couple of years later, was hijacked by another, somewhat related. It evolved massively. I wrote a bit of it during NaNo 2013. Finished NaNo, but only made it a quarter of the way through the story. It evolved and altered nearly as much if not more. Then I felt myself being called back to the earlier one, set in the same basic time frame.

I was sifting through images and had a massive brainwave that is serving to solidify the first one. Been getting that lately, but what a flood this afternoon! I've sort of been working on them at the same time.

Please, brain, behave. I need to write like I need air right now.

I don't have outside work today, so I am trying to sort my life. It has been a bit difficult to focus in the recent past, but I think that things are getting better again. Ohhh, how lovely would it be if this Summer was a magical, productive Summer like two years ago. (Without the crazy drama that followed hot on its heels). I intend to take advantage of the momentum to complete original projects and writing, though fic is quite fun. I do write every day, a lot of it nonsense, but it'd be nice to complete something coherent.

Perhaps I should assign myself drabbles, like writing exercises that force me to focus a bit and then adopt and expand on bits that would work in the story(ies). Whatever I write, no matter how random, it tends to remind me of what I have yet to finish and sort of winds up there, in that universe, for lack of a better word. It is not a sci-fi story, sort of fantasy. But I suppose all books are their own universe.
star_swan: (The Violin Student by Stephen Seymour Th)
I was going to post a longer entry as well as review the latest episode of Doctor Who, Smile, but I took out the violin sometime after ten o' clock, looked up a little(?) bit later, and realized that it was already past midnight! I am so knackered now, and yet, still awake.

Definitely tomorrow though. I enjoyed Bill greatly, yet again, as well as her interaction with The Doctor, though there were a couple of things about the episode that I found a tad bizarre (aside from its feeling like a mash up of every dystopian episode in recent years complete with the colony/settlement looking a bit like an abandoned shopping arcade/mall).

I know I am not supposed to be paying too close attention to plots. ;P
star_swan: I love her!!! (Bill Potts starfield)
Becoming a little more active again. Let's see how it goes. I miss journaling and talking to you folks awfully.

My recent acquisition:



After pondering it for two years or more, I finally did it! A relative went halfsies on it!

I really wanted to practice this evening, but everyone is about and it is Hump Day and my practice mute is not yet here. It arrives tomorrow. I can avoid scratchiness, believe it or not, and produce a pretty nice even tone, but who in their right mind wants to listen to me playing open strings over and over and over, even with slight rhythmic variations? I am getting better at differentiating and not unintentionally slurring or playing a two string chord. Still. STILL. Repetition is necessary, but a bit annoying for the outside listener. As it is, I wear ear muffs while I play because the volume is a bit much. I was surprised by how loud it is. It is lovely though.

Watched the pilot for Season 10 of Doctor Who. I might be foolish, but I am giving it a chance. I liked how Clara became more of herself in Season 8. And I love Bill so far. And I like Peter Capaldi and while I might not be a fan of some of Moffat's choices (including how derogatory he is towards women who do not conform to his standards of beauty, the hypocrite) I refuse to allow him to stop me from watching a most beloved show and thereby allowing it to potantially die from poor viewership. I found the pilot intriguing. I liked that it was not a citywide, world-ending threat for once. I am sure that it did not feel epic enough for some folks, but I liked how personal it was. And, without being too spoilery, I was very appreciative of how Bill criticized The Doctor for what he was about to do to her at the end, and how it directly mirrored things that he has done in the past forcing him to question his motives for what is or is not the best choice, and for whom. It fit in nicely with with theme of the episode about life, memories, pictures, reflections. Many nice parallels. He is quite capable of writing good episodes when he does not succumb to something hilariously convoluted.

Still, the line about the lady eating the chips was...

Speaking of mirrors, have you looked in one lately, sir? You're not exactly stunningly handsome. And let's have some more positive body image, please. "Thin" is not the only sort of beautiful. Grrrr. Anyway.
My only consolation was that the way that Bill phrased it sounded like more of a reflection of her own momentary considerings, which changed when she concluded that in the end, she'd rather enjoy the chips (i.e. life) and not overthink it. And she clearly didn't stop flirting. Just... look at me, already on Ep 1 making excuses....

But overall, I was excited about it and enjoyed watching and am eager to see the next one.
star_swan: (Sunflowers)
Felt the desire to write in here and mull over things this morning. It's crisp, clear and cool with a slight breeze.

In the midst of all of the familial crazy, I have been a bit harsh on myself. I feel after a mere week of losing my footing with the story and Russian that I am somehow stagnating. Losing sight of the time table. I know that there will be slow periods where life is hectic. But I am going to sit and open the document and go over things to ensure some sort of movement. And whenever I am doing that, I will listen to a writing playlist or some piece of piano music, some symphony so that I can train my mind onto certain things. I really need to start practicing composing music out of that workbook that I have and the half a dozen theory books. No excuses. I have ideas and I should not wait until I have mastered every scale before jotting things down.

Remembering the staffs still proves annoying. The letters still do not stick, but I need to be better so that I can notate things that I hear and come up with. I'll just keep staring at them until it is such second nature that it overcomes my bizarre wiring (not that I have not already been taking that tack for months).
I might just color the sheet music. It's mine. I bought it. Nobody is going to arrest me for doing it. It might solidify the lettering as well as help me to learn the piece more quickly. YES.

I watched a youtube vid about not having too many tabs open because it creates mental clutter. I am such a tab junkie and while I will not be able to entirely abandon that habit, I think that I can commit to at least finishing my open tabs and leaving no more than two or three open when I close Chrome. Eventually I will get it down to one. I just made my e-mail manageable again! I deleted a bunch of crap and marked a bunch of unread fanfic "for later" until I get over to the site to dedicate some time to reading. I just can't have it all sitting starred in my inbox for weeks. -_-

And the only thing that I can wash my face with lately is WATER. All soaps tend to piss it off. I thought that I looked like hell, so I splashed my face with water and looked a bit better. I simultaneously have oily an dry skin with occasionally red, irritated not quite pimples. As in, my skin is oily underneath the flaking. :( It isn't even that it's dry in some places and oily in others. That at least would be straightforward.

Listening to Lang Lang play. He managed the first one really well, but he sort of bangs on the keys in this one. Hmm. I am so sick of having a cluttered desktop so I am listening to all of the stuff I had just sitting out there everyday as a reminder to listen to it.

My life is full of reminders: reminder tabs, stickies, actual post its, starred e-mails, documents/pics/??? on the desktop, books pulled a few inches out of place on bookshelves, fridge magnets.

It is getting pretty ridiculous.

My goal today is to rid myself of this stuff by doing it or letting it go.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that a big, bushy Robin appeared on my balcony this morning early. I take that as a good sign. Robins are always good to see especially is they start singing.

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I'm a mad translator with a degree in Comp Lit and assorted languages. Writing a novel and studying violin. (The story has been flailing along for the past couple of years. I think that the Scrivener research file is larger than the actual text.)

I live with a rather naughty ginger cat. Is there any other kind?

I love tea, loose leaf teas, teas in sachets, all sorts of teas and COFFEE. The more legally, addictive stimulants, the merrier!

Music and books are my life. I basically live in a closet-sized library with a container garden. I occasionally sleep. <3

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