My priorities: slightly flawed

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Good news: I have FABULOUS hair, with really, really red stripes poking out from the dark black on three levels. And I discovered that Martin Millar has written a sequel to Lonely Werewolf Girl, called Curse of the Wolf Girl, which is just as idiosyncratically brilliant as everything else he has ever written. And because I have the Surprise!Kindle, I could order it and read it immediately, which I did!

Bad news: Which means I did not finish Fathers this weekend, missing the June 5 festivities.

Good news: But I do have 10K off with the betas and 1.6 of the final 3 scenes written! It will be done! I will be able to move on!

Bad news: So much to do once I finish it, aiya!

Good news: Seriously, the hair is amazing and worth four hours effort ;-) It has cheered me up enormously after three and a half weeks having to wear the same boots thanks to the stupid new orthotics (NB, size 41 boots, not size 37, to fit the orthotics in. I feel as though I am wearing clown shoes!) Strangely, I wore the same boots for months or even years in my teens and twenties without minding. Those days are gone ...

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There are 9159 words at the betas' (I took 1K out for a better scene break) and although I have as usual brought calamity down upon them both by sending them the files, it is probable that I will hear back from one tomorrow. If so, I will post that as part 3D, and, as I feared, we will finish with 3E (and this fic sounding more like a bra size than anything sensible). Four thousand-odd sequential words of the rest written and the remainder sketched out. It will happen!

And then! Death Eaters with abandoned infants! Draco Malfoy on the horror of birth! A shameful number of charity fics, plus a pinch-hit for something I was clearly drunk when I agreed to help out! And that bloody first fic I ever started which has been languishing for years!

As long as I don't pick up the Kindle save over meals because I downloaded Rivers of London for a reread at dinner tonight ... I am weak ...