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From the world of she-who-never-posts...

(Yes, I'm alive. I just never think about posting, though I read my friends page every day.)

Anyway, I have a new fandom - the All Souls books (A Discovery of Witches and Shadow of Night) by Deborah Harkness. Anyone read them? I'm having a bit of a problem, because I wanted to read fanfic after finishing the second book, but couldn't find any. (Could it be that I've actually found an exception to Rule 34?) So I'm writing my own, and figured I'd ask and see if maybe, just maybe, anyone has read them and might be interested in beta reading some fic?

By the way, in case anyone is interested in my real life: currently in Wisconsin, still doing locum tenens. Moving to Ohio at the end of the year, where I have actually acquired a real job. With real health insurance and vacation time, woot!

This is my life
About 2 weeks ago, I packed up my car with all my earthly possessions (except for the ones in storage) and drove from Santa Fe back to Ohio. Currently staying with my parents in Dayton. In early January, I'm packing up the car again and going to Wisconsin for a year.

I'm loving getting to see family and friends, and of course all the free time is great. I've been playing a lot of Sims.

On the 21st I'm getting Lasik. Very excited to get out of the glasses, hooray!

Snagged from yahtzee63 and olga_theodora:

Your job is now your Time Lord name. The last digit of your phone number is the current regeneration you are in. The nearest clothing item to your right is now the most notable item in your current wardrobe. The last person you texted is your current companion. Your favorite word is now your catchphrase.

I'm, um, The Doctor, I guess. But not THAT Doctor. A different Doctor. I'm the eighth one, I go about in a green bathrobe, my companion is my mother (I'm cool like that), and my catchphrase at the moment is "Rubbish!".

In other news, I'm moving. Moving sucks. But it does provide a good opportunity to pare down extraneous stuff.

Last night I dreamed that I was living in a post-apocalyptic totalitarian society, working with the rebels, and taking care of a baby. I had to sneak into a hospital to steal some formula for the baby, and people in the hospital that I had worked with before helped me get baby supplies. Obviously the baby was not mine, or I would not have needed formula, but there was no hint in the dream of where the baby came from.

Update? What's that?
So once again I haven't updated in forever and ever. Hey, it's been less than a year, so that's good, right?

I'm still in Santa Fe, after extending the job a couple of times. They've asked me to stay permanently, but while I like the job, I don't want to live here. I'm here until November, then taking a month and a half off to go home for the holidays. I'll be going to Wisconsin in January for the next adventure.

As for my non-work life, there's not a ton going on. I recently got back to writing the Neverending Alias Story. I'm probably never going to get around to posting it, and I wouldn't bother to continue to write it, but the darn thing's in my head and writing's the only way to get it out.

I went to Las Vegas a few weeks ago on a family vacation. Had fun, won some money playing blackjack, and I got an invitation to go back for two free nights. So I'm going back in October, when I probably won't be so lucky.

My sinuses are acting up again, I think. I've got the sore throat and cough I usually get with the sinus trouble, but normally at this stage my nose is clogged, and my nose is actually perfectly fine. So it's weird. Not quite sure what to do about it.

Once again, I'm going to resolve to try to post here more. Let's see if it works this time.

Rules I've learned from tv and movies (which absolutely conflict with what I learned in medical school):

1) Gunshot wounds will either kill instantly, or only be flesh wounds (unless, of course, they're going for Teh Dramaz, in which case the character will be injured for a little while before making a full recovery).

2) CPR will always, always bring someone back.

3) It's easy to hit someone in the head to knock them out without causing brain damage.

4) Knockout darts exist, and they knock someone out completely with absolutely no danger that they'll stop breathing.

5) No one ever actually DIES of cancer. They just suffer with it for a while, before getting better or dying of something else (like one of those instantly fatal gunshot wounds).

6) Someone who becomes comatose will eventually wake up all at once, and be perfectly fine right away.

7) People who are comatose usually breathe on their own. They hardly ever need unsightly tubes in their mouths or noses to provide air or nutrition, and they never get tracheostomy tubes.

8) Labor is a process that takes no more than 30 minutes. It always starts with the woman's water breaking at an extremely inopportune moment.

9) You can run around killing dudes, or singing and dancing, or whatever, right up until the moment you go into labor. And then you can't do anything at all except scream in pain until the baby's born.

10) Newborn babies always have perfectly round heads and weigh about 12 pounds.

Nanowrimo completed!
I won Nanowrimo! 50,198 words. It's the second time I've gotten to 50,000 words - I did it with a fanfic two years ago - but this feels like the first time I've really done it, because I did original fic. (It started out using fannish characters with the names changed, but they developed personalities of their own over the course of 50,000 words.)

Even though I've hit 50,000, I'm not done with the story - there's probably another 50-100k words to go. But then, in what I've written there's a whole lot that can be cut out, too. So I'm planning to continue the story, although at a more moderate pace.

The other thing that's been really good about this month is that it reminded me that I need to be creative. I'd gotten away from writing almost entirely in the last year (since last year's Nano attempt went bust at around 9,000 words), but I need to write - it does good things for my brain. I'm going to take a few days off from writing, since work's going to be extremely busy this week, but I'm going to keep setting a writing goal for myself - at least on weekends.

Congratulations to everyone who's finished, and good luck to those who are still plugging away!
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Some kind of update
I haven't posted in years and years, although I still read everyone else's journals. So it's way past time for an update on how my life is going.

I finished residency, aka 3 years of hell, around the middle of June. Hooray! My sister got married at the end of the month, which was fun times. Then I pretty much lazed around for about a month and a half, which was freaking awesome! I stayed at my parents' house, mooching off their wireless and their diet shakes. Why didn't I post? I don't know. Just got too into the laziness groove, I guess.

I wasn't able to find a permanent job. The job market for pediatricians is very different than it is for pretty much everyone else, so there are jobs out there, but I wasn't interested in staying in New York, and it was hard to look elsewhere in the country when I was working my ass off in residency. So I ended up signing up to do locum tenens, which is basically temping for doctors. I found a job near Santa Fe, NM, which I started last week. So far it's been great - enough patients to keep me busy, but not enough to drive me crazy. And the hours are awesome after residency. 8-10 hours a day, with Mondays off. I do work every other weekend, but it'll only be a couple of hours in the hospital each day on Saturday and Sunday. I'm committed to stay here through mid February, but I may give it an extra six months before moving on somewhere else.

On the non-work side, things have been pretty quiet, mostly because I'm about out of money (I'll get my first full paycheck in about 2 weeks). My brother got me into World of Warcraft about a month ago, so I'm playing a lot of that. So if anyone still plays, let me know!

On #Amazonfail
So, yes, full confession - I joined Twitter mostly because of #amazonfail. I'm probably not the only one. That said, some thoughts on the matter running to slightly more than 140 characters...

I'm not a big GLBT reader. Despite being female, I don't read a lot of feminist texts. I don't typically read any of the genres being targeted in this - my faves are pretty much fantasy, scifi, historical fiction, and occasionally classic literature. But it wouldn't matter if they were targetting birdwatching books.

The thing that makes me furious is that it's censorship. Restricting access to what others can read is the wrong here, and while in this case certain communities are being targeted, the people who should be offended, who should be rising up in force, are the readers, the writers, the thinkers, anyone who believes in the free expression of thought.

Fortunately, it seems that is indeed the case, if #amazonfail on twitter is any indication. Sure, the mainstream news media has yet to take notice, but it's been a while since I've thought the mainstream news media had much relevance to anyone who was interested in thinking.

Some have pointed out that maybe it's not amazon itself behind the book derankings - that maybe some fundie group, or some group of hackers in it for the lulz, decided to go in and spam the "adult content" button to get the books' rankings removed. As far as I'm concerned, that doesn't improve my opinion of amazon one bit. Putting machinery in place for users to decide to censor books? How is that better than amazon deciding to censor the books themselves? I don't want "the masses" or "public opinion" to decide what I'm able to read anymore than I want a corporation making that decision.

And yes, I fully believe that what's happening is censorship. They're not putting a little "Warning! Adult content!" flag, or even a big one, next to the book's search results; they're just making the search results not there any more. Removing the books' places in bestseller lists is a lesser crime, but still, it's pretending the books don't exist. It's the digital world equivalent of pulling the books off the shelves and putting them in a back room, where you have to know the secret password (exact search string in this case) to get to them. Censorship.

I was planning to buy a Kindle with my tax return money, since I'm running out of book space, but no more. I'll wait until some company that doesn't censor books comes out with a reader.

I'm alive!
Yeah. Never have time to update anymore. Stupid work. Just got home from another 12 hour shift.

So, logically, I joined Twitter! Username there is delordra, shockingly.

Hooray, it's my vacation! Here I am in exotic, warm, sunny Ohio...well, it is sunny. I'll be here for a week, so if anyone wants to get together let me know.

I've been playing Sims 2 like a madwoman, ever since discovering the Apocalypse Challenge (not linking so as to save the sanity of any fellow Sims addicts). So that's probably what I'll be doing for a significant portion of my vacation. (Yeah, and the Nano is officially kaput - was a while ago, really. There was just no way I was ever going to catch up after two weeks of being sick.)

Still sick
This site is hilarious, and possibly slightly educational too.

I think I may have to abandon the Nano. If I didn't need to sleep twenty hours a day, it might be doable, but I'm already hitting a conflict with the fact that I work ten hours a day.

Update: still sick, only different
So last week I was sick - I basically spent Tuesday evening through early Friday afternoon sleeping interspersed with an occasional few hours of consciousness. Friday evening and Saturday I still felt draggy, and ended up playing Sims and not doing much else. Sunday I had to work, but fortunately it was phone room and I just had to sit around telling people that no, their kid wasn't going to die of their fever of 102/runny nose/one or two bouts of diarrhea. I also started to develop a sore throat and a cough, which are still there today. The cough is worse, but fortunately the throat isn't.

I am prone to throat stuff - massive horrible sore throats - so my main hope with this is that it just stays like this and doesn't turn into the "OMG fiery burning fire burning in my throat burning must commit seppuku if I cannot reach my Chloraseptic for more than 15 minutes" kind of sore throat. Because I have to work, and I don't think carrying around a bottle of Chloraseptic in my scrubs pocket and spraying my mouth every 12 minutes would go over too well with the NICU nurses.

I thought my Nano was doomed, because I didn't write Monday through Saturday last week, but then yesterday I was actually able to get over 3000 words in, a pretty major coup considering I had budgeted no writing at all. So now I just have to write 1900 words a day. Really, if I can meet my word count goals this week, I should be good, though, because Saturday is another phone room call with no words budgeted but probably time to write.

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Happy belated birthday nasturtiumEmily! Happy not-belated birthday bardiphoukaBardi!

I'm sick. Possibly the flu, given that I feel like I've been hit by a truck. I actually called in sick to work today, which you have to be half dead to do in residency (never mind that you can't appear to be anything less than 100% well while you're there). Nothing like a nicely timed attack of illness to derail the perfect Nano schedule. I didn't write anything Monday, and then yesterday I had big plans for catching up, but I ended up coming home, going to vote, and then going to bed at 6 pm. I'm going to try to get a little writing done today while I'm sitting around drinking tea in between naps, but I don't know how much is actually going to happen. *sigh*

Expect many more posts than usual this month due to the hallowed tradition of Nano procrastination.

So I went to a write-in today, but nobody else showed up, so I wrote-in by myself. Then I went to Linens-n-Things, which is closing (all of them! Boo hoo hoo!) and bought stuff on sale. One of the things I bought was a teapot, complete with diffuser and tea lights to put in the bottom. I already drink a lot of tea, using a tea kettle and tea bags in the cup; with this, I'm up to about 85% on the Tea Drinker Snootiness scale. All I need to do is get some loose leaf tea, linen napkins, and tea biscuits, and I'll be up to 100%. So while the rest of you are fueling your Nanos with coffee or magic wine, I'll be fueling mine with tea.

I've been a shopping fiend lately; I've been shopping every day since Thursday. This is incredibly abnormal for me. Usually I can go weeks at a stretch without buying anything but food and toiletries.

I cheated today. I got an idea in my head for another story (that's always the way it goes), so, since my MC wasn't doing anything anyway, I used the Donovan trick (Donovan being one of the Long Island MLs): I had her pick up a book and read, and wrote my other story as what she was reading. I actually was going to have her read a book anyway, it was just going to be Dracula, so I can just change it and separate out the two stories in edits.

Anyway, back to the writing. Less than 1000 words to go today!

Nano day 1
ETA: Left this unfiltered by accident, but then gojiro saw it and wanted to be added, so I'll leave it unfiltered as a teaser of sorts, but I'll try to remember to filter the rest.

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So it's November 1. Let the insanity begin!

Per my usual routine, I started the story I planned to write, got about five hundred words in, and decided it was complete and total crap and could never possibly work. So I switched to something else which is also complete and total crap, but at least it's something I think I can get 50,000 words out of. I'm 2152 words in so far, which gives me a little less than 1,000 left to write tonight according to my weird schedule (it involves math and an Excel spreadsheet and different goals for days I'm off, days I'm working something like normal hours, and days I'm on call, and is probably far too complicated, but it worked for me last year).

I'm thinking of posting my ramblings under a filter, if anyone would be interested in reading them. Since it's actually not fanfic this year, I figured someone might be interested. So if you would like to follow along (keeping in mind that I'll just be posting everything in its raw unedited form), please let me know and I'll make up a filter.

Heading out to a write-in tomorrow afternoon. I'm hoping to make it to some Cincy write-ins when I'm back in Ohio for turkey day, or possibly some Dayton ones, since I don't know how much writing I'll get done at home. In fact, I generally have so much trouble writing at home that I may have to take the laptop to a coffee shop somewhere every day to get my daily writing in.

You guys, it's been so cold in my apartment lately that Sarah Palin came over Saturday night looking for moose or some shit to hunt. (I told her she probably wouldn't like my moose, me being a member of the liberal elite and all. So she said she'd like to sit down at my kitchen table and talk about the issues, and I said I don't have a kitchen table. She seemed kind of confused about that, mumbled something about "maverick", and wandered off. Of course, it could have just been Tina Fey playing a joke.)

Anyway, yesterday the magical gas truck of warmth came, and today at last I have heat! It's totally sucky heat, but whatever. It's almost as warm now as it is with my space heater, meaning I'm only slightly frozen in fleece pjs, a heavy cardigan, fuzzy socks, fuzzy slippers, and a blanket wrapped around my waist. And I don't have to put up with the noise of the space heater or carry it from room to room.

Night float sucks, by the way. I don't know what day it is, my body can't figure out when I'm supposed to be sleepy and when I'm supposed to be alert (wide awake right now even though it's bedtime), and I can't remember what time I'm supposed to feed the cats, which the little buggers are milking for all it's worth. They're each going to weigh 50 lbs by the end of the week. But the good news is, only 2 more days! (I think.) And then, 4 weeks until vacation!

BTW, for the Ohio folks, I'll be in Dayton for a week and a half around Thanksgiving (Monday before Turkey Day through Wednesday after), and will hopefully be making my way down to the 'Nati at least once depending on vehicular availability. So let me know what's happening. I think I'm still a far east side member of the Cinci Nano group.

Speaking of Nano, I have the basic Idea, but still no names for my characters, nor do I quite know where to start. So I need to work on that. Keep meaning to do that during night float, but I think they call it that because your brain kind of floats away.

Why doesn't my mother get it?

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Why I love the internet
Today when I arrived home, I noticed that my brake lights were not turning off, even with the car off and the lights off and everything off. (The parking brake was on, but I always set the parking brake and it doesn't make the brake lights stay on - although I unset it just to be sure, with no improvement.)

Since I'm a total idiot about cars, I headed into the house to ask Google why my brake lights wouldn't turn off. Google informed me that there was a little blue pad under the brake pedal that sometimes fell off, and I could stick the pad back in place for a temporary fix. Back out to the car, where I indeed found the little blue pad and its little blue stem. So I stuck the pad back in and all was well, for now, but Google also told me that I'd have to stick the little blue pad back in every time I drove the car unless I superglued the little blue pad onto the little blue stem and put the whole thing into place.

So tonight I went to Wally World and bought some superglue. When I came home, I put a couple of pennies under the brake pedal in lieu of the little blue pad, which worked just like Google said it would. I brought the little blue pad and stem inside and glued them together. Of course I got glue all over my fingers; Google tells me that it can be removed with acetone, but I don't have any acetone (non-acetone nail polish remover doesn't work), and I'm not going out in the hurricane again, so I'll just have to live with it.

But the good news is that the little blue pad is now reunited with its stem, and tomorrow when the evil daystar is shining I shall go out and put it back in its place, and all shall be right with the world. Hoorah!

This has been your random post for the first week of September.