(Not so) brief update…

The past several days have been … very hectic, to say the least. 🙄

I haven’t managed to get quite as much done as I’d wanted, but it’s been a hellish week.

Morgan was feeling social on Wednesday, so we went out to see X3 with a friend of his. I liked the movie a lot, but I was very disappointed with how they handled Phoenix. I remember watching the animated X-Men series on TV when I was a kid, and there was a lot more conflict and exploration of Phoenix’s character in that then the movie. Which is sad in a way, cause you expect more of a teen/adult movie than from Saturday morning kiddie cartoons. Well worth seeing, despite that, though.

That was the fun bit. The not so fun bit:

I’ve had a sinus headache from hell all week. Literally. It was bad enough that I thought it was a migraine — because I mostly the same symptoms — but meds did pretty much nothing for it. The stuff I normally take for sinus problems didn’t help, either.

Yesterday, I had to go up to Boston to let the vampires collect their vials of blood. I’m seeing an endocrinologist for (extremely) elevated testosterone levels and have to go back again today, after taking an adrenal suppressant, and then again on the 6th for an ultrasound. Then back on the 8th for a follow-up with my doctor. Sometime this month, I also have to see a gyn. I’m on doctor overload here. On the bright side, I haven’t seen anyone who hasn’t been pleasant to deal with yet. (I’m a nurse’s daughter… I was trained from very young not to put up with doctorial bullshit. LOL.)

Boston + forecast of rain + sinus headache = da ebil.

It was bad enough I picked up a box of claritin yesterday — or rather, walgreen’s generic brand, because the price for the brand label is fucking ridiculous — thinking that if it was caused by an allergy of some sort (pollen?), it might help.

Heh. Heh. Heh.

It started my sinuses draining, which increased the headache by a good three times. So. Not. Fun. Add to that, the 85 degree heat (it felt like at least 90, but it was so damned muggy) really hit me hard. Unfortunately, since developing the fibromyalgia, I don’t have the heat tolerance I used to.

I got back to South Station and took the train back home. For once, the train was well air-conditioned, but the shock of going from 85+ heat to something in the high 60s = not good. I was extremely nauseated by that point. Morgan picked me up, we went back home, I got another shock from the heat to cold and lost my lunch.

I pretty much crashed in bed for several hours, and when I woke up, I still had the headache. >_< Then I remembered the bath salts I have that are frickin loaded with eucalyptus. Grabbed the bottle, opened it, took a big whiff, about fell over as the eucalyptus started burning out my sinuses. Okay, not really, but that's what it felt like. Got rid of the headache, though, and don't have one this morning, which is, like, YAY. Writing-wise, I've only managed to revise a couple chapters of Resurrection and write the synopsis. The syno was not as good as I’d want it, but with the headache, I didn’t have the time or concentration to get it the way I want. So I let the male look over it, gave everything a final pass myself, and sent it off right before the contest deadline. Whee!

It’s kinda weird, because, for all that I’ve been writing and submitting this many years, I’ve never submitted a novel before. It’s like … woah. This could really sell. (At least, I hope!)

It’s an … intimidating sort of feeling, in a way. It’s odd, because most unpubbed writers talk about how much they want to be published and how they fear rejection. I don’t fear rejection — never have, really. Even when I was fourteen and fifteen, I had a professional attitude; if it didn’t sell, then I’d just keep shopping it around till it did. (Nowadays, I’m not surprised that none of it did, because it sucked ass, but it was the best I could do at the time, and I was proud of it.)

It’s not rejection I fear. It’s success. I’m not entirely sure why that is, because it seems to be the antithesis of the rest of the writing community. Then again, maybe more people fear it, too, and use rejection as a foil — both from themselves and from the rest of the world.

I dunno. But I’ve got to run here … I’ll probably write more about that later, though. 😉

Okay, the brief to-do…

What I have on my to-do list for today the next few days, in no particular order:

  • Finish Freya’s Bower edits
  • Finish last three scenes in Resurrection
  • Write Stronger than the Night query letter for RD’s We All Win query letter contest
  • Write review for Fire and Ice for RD
  • Get a working model of my author website finished

Realistically speaking, the last one’s definitely going to take the longest, as I’m teaching myself CSS from the ground up. (Fortunately, it’s pretty easy to understand.) I’ve got the header and the navbar, I figure that counts for something! LOL.

(Of course, after that, I need to talk with the male about integrating the website and my blog … which should be interesting. I may just give it to him and say, “Help, Mr. Fix-it!” ;))

In the short-term, I need to get stuff together for my dr’s appt. this afternoon. *grumble* Soooo looking forward to that. (Not.)


It’s been a hellish week. I haven’t gotten much done in regards to writing due to a fibromyalgia flare, combined with nausea from acclimation to birth control.

Also, I’ve been having some difficulty with the chapter I’m on of Resurrection. Mainly because I think it would work better in Orell’s point of view — but I haven’t used it before in the book and I don’t know if I will again. Also, I need to dip Xalidora’s (other villain) thoughts, because he’s semi-telepathic. My inner censor is screaming, “Head-hopping! Bad girl! No donut!” 🙄

*beats head against desk*

I’m probably going to end up handwriting it — as for some reason, that seems to help anytime I get into a sitch like this. Unfortunately, my hands don’t tolerate it as well as they used to. *muttergrumble*

In regards to pen names, at this point I’m pretty much wavering between Elisabeth N. Morgan and Elisabeth Drake. Someone commented on my LJ post about the subject that there was a famous court case some years back regarding an Elizabeth Morgan, so there might be some negative associations with the name. However, I really do like it — but I like Elisabeth Drake, as well. (Which is a pen name I’d considered before.)

I’m so indecisive. 🙄

Also working on stuff for A&B — next lecture is due tomorrow, so I need to get that finished sometime today. I’ve got it mostly written from last class, but there are a few things I’m going to add/edit.

Book in a Week starts today over at Evolution. I’ve got a 10k goal for this week. Let’s see if I can do it. *crosses fingers*


Didn’t get anything done yesterday. I’d been going to, but my fibro snuck up on me in a dark alley, whallopped me over the head, stole my clothes and wallet, and scampered away giggling. By the time I realised how bad I was hurting, it took several hours for pain meds to do anything. *sigh*

Hopefully I’ll be able to get something done today. 🙂


I didn’t get anything written for FMM yesterday. Meh. I’d intended to get at least 1k, but first I slept twelve hours (7pm to 7am, roughly). Unfortunately, the medication I’m on for my fibromyalgia makes it near impossible for me to get up on my own (without alarm clock or male nudging) in any reasonable time. 🙄

I developed a headache a couple hours later. Bad enough to be distracting, but not so bad that I couldn’t mostly ignore it. Thought it might be a migraine, but I didn’t have all the symptoms that I normally do, so didn’t take anything.

Of course, a few hours later, after the headache itself’s faded, I’m exhausted and feeling like an emotionally fragile kitten. Uh huh. Migraine. Sigh.

… I hate my body.

In other news, current count on Stronger:

Stronger than the Night
12956 / 100000 (12.96%)

Up to Chapter 06 … now, I just need to decide if I want to work on Resurrection next since I didn’t work on it yesterday or the day before, or if I want to work on Stronger since I didn’t work on it yesterday. *ponder*

Decisions, decisions.

I. Hate. Being. Sick.

I’ve been down with the flu all week, so really haven’t been able to do much in the way of writing. *snarl*gnash*

Should probably sit down and finish reading through Stronger, though… if I can’t write… dammit, I should be able to at least edit! 😛

Halfway point…

I’m halfway through the outline. I have, oh, about five hours. Two or so of which will be taken up by cooking and Evolution Core meeting. And I have an evil sinus headache. *meep*

I’m so screwed.


Sorry for not updating in awhile. Past couple weeks have been hellish. I just switched birth control pills (orthocylene to a progestin-only pill), so my hormones have been all out of whack and I’ve felt shitty. It’s starting to calm down some, though, thankfully.

I’m still struggling with the Stronger rewrite. Eric, my antagonist, is not being very cooperative. I’m having more trouble with him than Tasha, Aster, and Kierhan combined. It’s rather annoying.

In other news, I’m also working on a short piece for the MuseMuggers anthology, Red Silk Skull. I think this is the first time I’ve outright written about a necromancer, and I rather like how it’s coming along. 🙂


Mreh. 1gb of music categorised … that only took about, oh, four hours. Granted, a good deal of it is stuff I’d lost in a Windows crash that’s appropriate to the book, but still. Now I’m doing adminny-type things over at Evolution.

Wrote up the welcome post for the new Romantic Fiction board; now I’m working on the stickied post for the Sex & Sexuality thread. Trying to do that with a splitting headache is just … fuuuuun.


I’d wanted to try to get some writing done tonight, but unless I consume massive amounts of caffeine (and sugar, musn’t forget the sugar), I’ll be snoozing in about an hour, hour and a halfish. Meh.



*debates some more*

*wanders off to discuss with male type thing*


… or, I was going to write, until my computer decided to be a little fucking bitch. *growls*


At least I got a good portion of the playlist for that WIP worked up. The computer freezing and rebooting every, oh, 15 to 30 minutes really doesn’t do much for my patience. 👿