Divisions and Precisions

Falling Into Hell

I have several projects going on that all require some form of inspiration. And I'm stuck on most of them. There's this, which, I'm sure you've noticed, has been rather infrequent of late. I owe a story to the role-playing group I play with, a background for my new character with them. That's going. Slowly, but it's going. There are two other characters I'm working on that are trying to get out of my head, but it's a long, long birth process. Longer than usual, and I'm getting frustrated.

I'm starting to wonder if one can birth characters via cesarian section.

There's also all the nominee reading I need to do for the The Diarist Awards. I'm working my way through it, but whenever I'm not doing it, I feel guilty, since I haven't made all my selections yet.

There are several journal and web related things that I've been meaning to do that I can't seem to get around to.

I also need to plot out the rest of my Changeling chronicle. As far as I know, we're planning to play again around Halloween (or Samhain, if you prefer), and I just don't have any idea where to go from here. Well, not exactly true. I know the overarching storyline, I'm just not sure what segment to present next. I have a few ideas. *insert evil storyteller cackle here*

And those are just my personal projects, to say nothing about work-related things.

So I'm a little frustrated with that. I mean, there's a deadline on only one of those things, but I want to get them done!

All is still well at the house. I actually did do some unpacking this weekend, so things look even more like someone actually lives there. I had a good weekend overall. Role-played a lot online (and oh my, did some unexpected things happen to Marisol and Caitlin), unpacked probably at least half my boxes, cleaned some, went and played with my real life gaming group (not the Changeling one that I'm running, another one) and stayed up much too late both nights.

It's so awesome to have a place that I look forward to getting back to. Seriously. I didn't realize how tired I was getting of my apartment until I drove back there Sunday to check the mail. There was just this bleah feeling as I drove up -- and I didn't even go in at all. I'm kind of dreading going back to get the last couple things I left there.

Seeing Hollingsworth at gaming yesterday was actually cool. It was almost like nothing had ever happened and that we'd never been more than friends. That sounds pretty sad when I think about it, but it bodes well for us at least remaining acquaintances if not close friends. We caused a bit of trouble together in gaming, in fact, when his thief character convinced my child character to make him invisible with one of his spells. Now, my character (Elen) knew that he just wanted to go steal something, so, amoral thing that she is, she agreed, if he would steal something for her too. We almost got caught, but it was fun at least.

In closing, as the weather seems to be getting much colder here, I'll leave you with a gaming quote from yesterday (character names are used rather than player names, to protect the guilty ;)):

Gamemaster: You find yourselves free-falling through a gray mist. After a while, it starts to get colder.
Skye: Well, at least we know we're not falling into Hell.
Aislan: There are frozen planes of Hell as well as hot ones.
The rest of the group: Thanks a lot!

So no matter how cold or hot or rainy or earthquake-y it gets where you are, just remember: it could be worse. You could be falling into Hell.