hmmmm....

Feb. 4th, 2017 05:55 pm
roxy: (angel bound)
Dear Diary,

Should I devote the next few hours of my life to rereading Freak Camp, or doing some work on my BB, or shoveling out the crud that has accumulated in my house? Pleasure, or pain?

I don't have tomorrow because I am once again roped into the Superbowl Extravaganza. Fuck, I hate football unless it's wrapped up in a fanfic featuring Jared and Jensen. How can people not get that I am so uninterested, that anymore disinterest on my part and I would be a dead roxy? My portly little cadaver parked in front of a too-big TV, clutching a plate of nachos in my stiffened paw...my expression wouldn't be any different in my death-by-boredom state than it normally is on superbowl day.

My house...I've given up on this joint. Love me, love the strings of dust that waft gently in the breeze you make by walking. I've almost managed to convince everyone that grime is healthy for you. No need to use all that anti-bac shit if your body is building up immunities by constantly fighting off the germs happily growing on every surface.

I wish I was kidding....

I am working on my BB, though. I've cleaned off the desk, laid on a few fresh note pads, rearranged my minis in a pleasing configuration, parked my tiny Impala catty-corner to my lamp, bought fresh coffee and cleaned out the one-shot coffee maker, one of those old-style Black & Deckers from the 90s, when K-cups were just a gleam in someone's over-caffeinated eye. It's just like me--still works, even if it's a little cranky and kinda hit-and- miss. I need some inspiration, though. I'll need to print out some pics of our boys. Possibly look up some porn for scenes I'll never actually write. That is my MO.

So, here's hoping I'll see ya'll tomorrow night, after the Day of Torture Superbowl. I don't even know who's in it. But I am having fun asking Mr. R, "Who's in the football match? How many goals do they have to dunk before they win the cup?" heheheh.

Nah, y'know what? I choose Freak Camp.

Yas!!

Apr. 28th, 2016 06:48 pm
roxy: (WTF)
23,200 words and writing like a woman possessed! I'd forgotten what it felt like not to have the words come like they were being dragged out of my heart through a million tiny cuts! woot and stuff!
roxy: (roxy recs)
I picked this one first because I had so much fun reading this, you might want to read it too! It's a J2, Jared-centric, unrelated boys. Pining, longing, Chad. There are a few little blips here and there but I never found them strong enough to throw me out of the story. It's very, very long--I love that--but it reads pretty quickly because you just *have* to know what's coming next!

Project Get Jared Banged
On AO3

author's warning: Pseudo-incest (between stepbrothers), Pinning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, References to low self-esteem and anxiety, Codependent Relationship, Eventual Fluff and Jared being a romantic fool. Possessive-Jealous!Jensen. Insecure!Jared.

I Reveal!

May. 12th, 2015 07:24 pm
roxy: (it's showtime!)


So, here she is, Soap Opera Supernatural!

Title: Letting The Days Go By

Ever since Dean pushed Sam away and into a normal life, Dean's been spiraling downwards. He's screwing up on the job. He's never gotten over his dad's death. He's not sure he loves his girlfriend anymore. Sam hates his guts and with good reason, what kind of jerk sleeps with their little brother's prom date? He's backslid and fallen off the wagon, he's worrying his mom to death. The problem is he doesn't really remember living this miserable lifeā€¦.

and my artist is [livejournal.com profile] writer786. I look forward to working with you! :)

So Happy!!

Apr. 24th, 2015 04:17 pm
roxy: (boys wee)
I have a title!! Finally!! It's so freaking hard to come up with a title! After calling Soap Opera SpN SOS for the longest time and then calling it something else and then wondering why the hell I was calling it that, this kind of popped up and it's perfect! Or as perfect as a title ever gets, y'know.

heee!

Mar. 20th, 2015 08:55 pm
roxy: (happy dean)
I looked up puka shell necklaces, and this is what I found....

I needed to know for reasons. )

Laughing too hard! :D
roxy: (dean coffee)
Hello, my friends! How goes it?

I am feeling pretty darn cocky, myself! The Soap Opera continues to go well, nice word count, and I'm figuring maybe 25,000-ish when I'm done. I've got a title, or at least some good ideas for one. That's like the hardest part for me, seriously. It takes me forever. How are my fellow bangers doing? Progress? Happiness with idea?

I'll be asking this question from time to time because, one, I really do want to know how it's going and cheerlead if you need me, and two, I just like saying banger. :D

So, tell me, All-knowing flist--once you change to the new (or at this point not-as-newish) style, how do you change back? *throws hands up* Can they ever stop and *ask* us if we want these shiny new things?



no title


Just because he's so damn pretty in uniform. :)

FINISHED!

Jun. 26th, 2014 02:15 am
roxy: (wolf!)
I'm finished, finished, finished! I'm not looking at this thing again until I post it, because I'll be tempted to screw with it and I"M DONE.

Omg, it's just a big pile of fluff. With a little torture thrown in but you wouldn't know it was me if someone wasn't getting hurt somehow. I swear, it's very discreet torture...if such thing is possible. You can hardly tell it's happening. Shhh, don't think about it too hard.


Now, I can go back to my ficbaby. I missed it so much!!

Many thanks, [livejournal.com profile] firesign10 and [livejournal.com profile] gingersnap1224 for advice and handholding and making me feel better when I was down!! ♥ X a million!
roxy: (boys wee)
SpN CHRISTMAS HAS BEGUN!!! YAY, [livejournal.com profile] spn_j2_bigbang!

Fire up the coffee pot, lay in the poptarts and get ready to be late for work!!

SO EXCITED!!!!!!! )

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