So I’ve been re-watching Sailor Moon

Sailor Moon holds a special place in my little black heart. It’s not the first anime that I watched (it’s a tie between Bastard and Akira, both of which I haven’t seen in a very long time and should re-watch soon), but it’s one of the first anime titles that I remember actively seeking out.

I remember catching it the first time it came on television in my area and being pulled into this bizarre world of storylines longer than one episode. I remember sitting there watching the first episode, with this huge crybaby as the lead, and my dad grumbling behind me, playing solitaire on the computer, wondering why I would watch something so stupid. I remember him getting hooked by episode 3 and, not too long later (during the first run of Sailor Moon R I think), him getting me hooked onto Ronin Warriors.

It was a different time back then. Dad still swore up and down that he was 12 and “never growing up,” it was before Mom was diagnosed with MS, and, hell, RoaVa Con/Sheva Con still existed (and you could go watch the SCA beat the shit out of each other on the grounds of one of the local high schools). Dad and I still talked, Halloween-dot-com still had their really awesome set-up and I found so many wonderful ghost story pages (like The Shadowlands, which I still occasionally go on), The Bone Garden Estate (currently cannot find a link to it. aww, damn), and so many pagan and wicca pages to print things off from.

I watched the show, followed it from station-to-station/channel-to-channel, watched the repeated runs of the series while waiting for the next installment. Dad had a running pull-list of the manga through a local bookshop (sadly no longer around. I miss Perdue’s. it was awesome and quirky as hell), and at some point paid “a work friend” who was going to a con at Virginia Beach to get him the entire series on VHS, including the “never before seen” ones. He never got them. (he was given an excuse along with an Usagi pin).

Years have passed and occasionally I’d think about the series. A couple of years ago, I’d decided to re-watch the series and found the Live Action version. It was a lot of fun and I like how they did the transformations and how they worked around Luna.

And then, I don’t know, like a week ago? I decided screw it, I’m going to sit and re-watch from the beginning. I’d found a handful of episodes of the Starlights series, but I wanted to find the first one. This caused me to think more of just re-watching the whole thing. It’s a fun series and I enjoy it. I ended up talking to a friend about it while I found somewhere online that showed the episodes. She asked if I was watching it subbed or dubbed, and if dubbed–was it the original dubbing?

I’d told her I found the original dubbing and was watching that. Hey, why not? Let’s have a small nostalgia quake.

Watching the original dubbing all the way through, from the first to the last episode of SuperS, was…kind of strange. I had completely forgotten why I hated Rini so much (in S her voice is great, in SuperS, her voice is like nails on a chalkboard that give me a migraine), I found it hilarious when the voice actor changed for Serena and did not remember noticing this years ago.

Now, I’m in the Sailor Starlights series. The last series. I have 15 episodes left and I don’t know if I’m going to go for Crystal (I hear it’s terrible). I’m a couple episodes in from the introduction of Chibichibi and found myself on the Sailor Moon wiki looking up who she really is, because I couldn’t remember. (and it’s been a long time since I’ve read any of the manga).

I realized that I am farther along the series than my dad ever will be. He can’t do subbed anime due to his severe dyslexia. And, I don’t think he’d appreciate the Starlights anyway (for reasons)

I’ve jotted down notes of costumes I’d love to make if I ever got around to it and it’s been great background noise while I knit (which is hard to do when I’m watching the sub). I’m glad I made the decision to re-watch this. It’s still a fun series, I still really enjoy it, and I still really want a Wicked Lady costume.

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knitting

Still working on the shawl I started a few weeks ago or so (omg it’s not done). I am 28 rows away from being halfway done (yay) and I have finished the skein that wouldn’t end. Now I’m on the second skein.

Yay, one skein down. One ugly ass pink skein used up and now I’m on the second one.

Working on this thing, I’ve practically buried the cat in the finished part while knitting and have realized that, by the time I’m done, I’ll be able to wrap Cricket in this and not have it drag the floor.

I’m not sure how it’s going to look until I’m done. I have an idea (a hope), but right now it just looks like a woven blanket.

And now I am wanting to be done as soon as possible, because I want to use the hideous rainbowy skeins of yarn (2, maybe 3) I have in my stash and make a new shawl, but in a slightly different way.

I also want to see if I can make a dog sweater. Because I have lost my mind and I have “big dogs.”

stocking up on dayquil

I feel as though the thing I had last week did not go away entirely, so I told Jamie to buy me dayquil gel tabs because we went through like 2 bottles of the liquid in record time it seems. (two adults taking something that amounts to like half to a whole shot glass’s worth of liquid cough and nasal suppressant tends to kill a bottle quickly, especially when they forget the last time they took some). I’m cold, I’m tired, and I don’t want to do shit.

On the upswing of things:

I finished the novelette’s first draft yesterday, adding 350 words to the end and just stopping it where I was. I realized if I continued to stare at the computer screen, I’d just start nitpicking it to death, hating it even more, and probably either never finish the damn thing or delete it entirely. And I don’t want to delete it cuz I’ve spent like two weeks working on it and…yeah.

So, I emailed it to Jamie to see if it flows ok. I told him I’m not looking for inaccuracies, or if he finds them to make a note of it somewhere, I was just looking to see how it reads. If he finds something that sounds weird, to make a note of it and I’d look over it later.

It’s taking a lot of willpower to not pull the story up so I can start working on edits. Edits to change names of characters, edits to add descriptions where they need, edits to fix some continuity problems that I’m sure are there. Still going back and forth on whether or not to change it from 1st POV to 3rd, still have mental reminders to change the description up a bit (because terms like “cubicle wall” get really fucking redundant after a while)

small victory

Bear Hat finished! Woohoo

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As you can see, I finished Jamie’s Bear Hat. I like how it came out and I know he’ll wear it when it starts to get colder than it is now (because cold rain at upper-50s is still “too hot”)

So yay, at least one thing done.

I’m 36 rows into the latest shawl (which means I’ve got 264 more rows to go. boo), so I’m hoping I can get a bit more of it done today. I don’t expect to get a whole lot of rows in, but one or two would be nice.

The 2017 Inktober Prompt List showed up in my tumblr feed last night, so I wrote down the prompts so I can start working on some ideas. So far, I’ve jotted down ideas for 19 of the 31 prompts. The downside is, they’re not in order. They’re just the ideas that have come around while I look at the words. I’m still hoping to use them as part of the comic stuff, but as a “hey, here’s a not-so-clean ink sketch of an idea I had” because I’m not taking this thing seriously.

I’ve added a handful of words to the story I’m working on and…ugh. I just want it to be over so I can work on something else for a little while. I’m near the end, so stopping and working on a different idea just makes me think that I’ll leave it and never come back to it.

Groovin’ along

I’ve gotten 590 words in today so far. Woo, go me.

omg I want to be done with this story. I am at 6983 words. I am ready for my last-minute throw-in character to be eradicated and another character pulled away at the last minute, but dude. I’m stuck 10.5 ft away from salvation. A page and a half is what I’ve gotten done through and my narrator has made one large step to freedom. Now they’re approximately 8 ft from the doorway and I’m at the point where I can’t tell if I’m just being a wordy bastard or what.

I’m hoping that soon I’ll be done with the first draft. I asked Jamie if he’d skim through it to see if at least it flows well enough before I go and work on edits for it because I like the idea for this story (but omg why is this part taking so long).

An old idea I had years ago is poking my brain with “what happens next” so hopefully I’ll finish this one and go piddle around with that one.

I talked with Jamie about doing Inktober this year and he thought it was a cool idea. I thought it’d be a fun idea since I’m finally working through the comic and posting it on tumblr. I figured I could do a sketch, take a pic with my phone, and post it to the tumblr blog and probably even instagram and see what happens. Never know.

I found some con panels that talk about how to pitch to an agent and how to send query letters. I’m using them as background noise while I write and not really paying all that much attention to what they’re talking about. A few things pop up every once in a while and it’s pretty funny.

On the other side of the creative spectrum, I have made it through a grand total of 4 rows on this damned shawl.

It’s hard to work on the loom with a very determined cat who wants your lap and does not want to move for anything.

I ended up looking at some of my stash earlier this morning and realized I’ve got 3 skeins of this weird rainbowy yarn, that I re-rolled because the skeins were being a pain and I’m kind of a nut anyway, and thought that it’d look fun as a shawl. wtf, manders.

Dogs don’t like my music

As a fan of music of varying types, from centuries long-past to things released within the past couple years, I’ve found that I typically land on the same upbeat music over and over again when I want to listen to something while I clean.

Typically, this usually involves an array of 90s (pop, ska, punk, house/acid) and the dogs are displeased.

Firefly is pretty aloof about the whole thing, just as long as she gets to curl up on the couch. Bug seems to like pop more than the others, Hobbes just gives me his sad/confused-dog stare, and Cricket seems to think that it’s the perfect time to jump on people or go see Jamie.

I have noticed, however, that all of them hate Jamiroquai. Which sucks for them.

Hobbes is more of a fan of Alt/Rock and metal (seriously, cut on Volbeat or some old school Cradle of Filth and he is all about that). And they all like Voltaire.

Yesterday while cleaning the living room, Jamie cut on Spotify through the PS4 for me (because I couldn’t find it) and I found that none of the dogs like the Spin Doctors. What the hell, dogs.

Sigh, oh well I guess. Now this just means there are 5 people in the house that I can annoy with my atrocious tastes in music. Jamie’s pretty used to it (he should be after all the time we’ve known each other), but now he’s got a pair of AfterShockz headphone thingies so he can listen to podcasts while I continue to be a dork.

trudging along

+ Jamie and I watched the latest season of GoT. Jamie excitedly informed me of the 2 books coming out that are pretty much the background of the Targaryens that were cut out of the beginning of ASoIF while I texted a friend of mine discussing various theories on what’ll happen as well as the classic “never trust an off-screen death.”

+ I’ve made a handful of scarves and found a finished scarf or two that I had meant to post up to sell. Currently, I’ve finished the base of Jamie’s Bear Hat and now just need to make a new pair of ears (and I keep forgetting to grab a thicker crochet hook since the average 5mm one has decided it doesn’t like me), and I’ve started working on another shawl.

I have 5 skeins of the same colour yarn (this soft bubblegum pastel pink) and there’s nothing that I can think of using it for, so now I’m making a shawl out of it. 274 more rows and I’ll be done with it and I’ll be able to see if my initial idea for a shawl works or if it looks just as ridiculous as I assume so I can stop making them this way and go with a different idea.

+ I’m working on a story idea that is working its way determinedly towards novelette. If I can get to novelette then woohoo for me. It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything that could even be thought of as novelette length.

I have a little post-it that reminds me of the word-length that things are considered as well as the average length of an anthology. I’m pretty sure I could create an anthology of short stories I have worked on, especially if I actually sit down and work through the ideas that I have jotted down at various times.

On the one hand, I think it’d be a learning experience on how to do it and just work on something like that. Knowing that it’s frustrating as hell to self-pub your work, especially with little to no readers who know I write and read what I write. On the other hand, I also know that I really should look over what I’ve written and “finished,” editing things and making them better. Bothering people into reading what I’ve got for some sort of feedback so I can fix things.

I could suck it up, and look for anthologies and magazines to submit stories to, and wait for rejection slips. I could create a reddit account and post some of the things I’ve got on there, but…I don’t really like reddit. (kinda strange coming from someone who loves NoSleep Podcast).

I could share the links of the stories on the NoSleep fb fangroup page. People seem to get various amounts of responses when they share things. I could share the links on tumblr, but it’s pretty hit-or-miss for the most part.

Stopping on that train of thought.

I’m working on a story that has decided it’s going to meander its way longer than I’ve expected. I’ve been able to add a couple hundred words and now I’m at 4116 words currently. Hey, not bad. Go me.

I’m still on the first draft and know that I’m going to have to change some things around before I share it (because this is the “throw your friends into your story and fuck with them” story), but I’m thinking of keeping it 1st POV. I think it’s from listening to NoSleep and Chilling Tales (and various other stories) that I’m focusing more on 1st POV than 3rd.

I’m hoping to be done with it soon. Currently, I’m in the process of freaking out my characters.