amberfocus | Insomnia Bites and Story Updates

I am so, so tired right now. It was a good, if long day. I did get some writing done. I didn't finish anything, of course. That'll come tomorrow. I spent a little time banging my head against my proper post JE fic, as opposed to the crack one I already did. It starts, interestingly enough, with Nine. Why am I not surprised? I've managed 800 or so words and I'm fairly certain the first 300 of them are fabulous. Yeah, what's that tell you about the rest though? Still, I'm not seriously working on that one anyway, just using it as a distraction.

I wrote 513 words on Of the Vortex Born, 962 words on the next chappie of You're What? (such a sweet moment) and 302 on Hunger Moon (reciprocal smut soon to be forthcoming, methinks). Anyway, something should be finished and beta'd sometime tomorrow.

I spent the morning driving up to camp to pick up the kids and then driving back. Stopped at my mother's house around 11:30 and she fed us lunch, before we continued home. I found out lovely things as I did my children's laundry, like Tobias only wore two pairs of socks the entire week and skipped them otherwise, even when hiking. And only 3 pairs of underwear. *sighs* Boys. Well, eight-year-old oness anyway. And Rose of course put her big wet beach towel right in the middle of her dirty laundry bag instead of wrapping it up in the seperate plastic bag I'd given to her for it. So everything smelled mildewy and was damp. Forget the dryer for that load, those things went on the line to bleach in the sun. Not a hard task seeing as it was 85 degrees today. Again. Darn mountain heat.

The kids had a blast at camp, they would have loved to stay another week. Rose made so many friends, both boys and girls, and came home with a ridiculous number of email addys and IM...um...thingies. She IM's and I still don't. I may give in and have her show me how. Her cousin, of course, procured a boyfriend. *sighs* She's not 13 for another 5 weeks. Rose thinks her cousin is quite silly. Of course, she blushed furiously when she talked about the boy she danced "next to" but insisted it wasn't dancing with at the dance for the older kids. Yeah, I saw the way he was looking at her when they said good-bye. Shakes head. And Rose, not 12 for another month. Tobias made a ton of friends, too. I was so happy that they both had such a great time and want to go back next year. I was worried they might hate it, but as friendly and sweet as my kids are, they did great.

Ran into my neices' father and his new girlfriend, who were picking the girls up. It was weird, but she seems nice. My kids were happy to see him. They haven't seen him much since the divorce proceedings began nearly a year ago. It's weird for them, too. He was their uncle for most of their lives and that doesn't just stop. Even though it sort of did. But he was happy to hug them and treated them the same as he ever did. Life goes on, I suppose.

Oh, hey, that was a yawn. I think I might be tired enough to sleep now. Night. Or quite possibly morning. 3:00 a.m. more or less for me.