Ugh. Thanksgiving.
Nov. 27th, 2008 01:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lesmisloonyOkay, so I really love spending time with my parents and my brother. They're hilarious, especially my dad. I really love my dad and I'm really close to my mom, so I feel blessed in that respect. I have a good family.
The thing is, Thanksgiving usually involves my dad's side of the family, which includes my cousin Sammie, so my brother and Sammie and I always end up watching a movie and generally enjoying each others' company and ignoring the adults. But this year, since Granny was the glue that held us together, the rest of my dad's side ditched us and each uncle is spending the day alone with his family. But my mom's side of the family is all here except my beloved New York uncle. My Texas uncle even flew in. So lunch was okay because my Texas uncle is hilarious and my dad is hilarious and it was nice. Until my damn brain-damaged uncle had to run his mouth and ask why there weren't any green beans on the table. And then someone had to explain to him that no one is ever allowed to make green beans again ever. And then things got even weirder when dessert came along and Momma pulled a pound cake out of the freezer. A pound cake that Granny had made. She had made the Thanksgiving pound cake in advance and put it in her freezer, and Momma found it when they were going through her stuff. It's like... should we eat this? My mom was like, "I feel like we should shellac it or something." But my dad kind of laughed and said, "My mother. Would think that that was the STUPIDEST thing she had EVER heard." And then we all laughed because we knew it was true.
And then I retreated to the den to work on my NaNo. I'm four thousand words from finishing, and I've already written five hundred thus far. I want to finish this thing. And then do a happy dance. But I'm conflicted about the ending. The one I've had planned all along seems too mopey after a general perky book, but I'm incapable of a completely happy ending. I guess I'll just keep writing and see what happens.
I really miss my Granny. It's not getting any easier.
ETA: For the love of the bishop, why isn't there any decent LM fanfic anymore? It's all incomprehensible parodies and boring poems! Where's the Patron-Minette? Where's the angst? Geez.
The thing is, Thanksgiving usually involves my dad's side of the family, which includes my cousin Sammie, so my brother and Sammie and I always end up watching a movie and generally enjoying each others' company and ignoring the adults. But this year, since Granny was the glue that held us together, the rest of my dad's side ditched us and each uncle is spending the day alone with his family. But my mom's side of the family is all here except my beloved New York uncle. My Texas uncle even flew in. So lunch was okay because my Texas uncle is hilarious and my dad is hilarious and it was nice. Until my damn brain-damaged uncle had to run his mouth and ask why there weren't any green beans on the table. And then someone had to explain to him that no one is ever allowed to make green beans again ever. And then things got even weirder when dessert came along and Momma pulled a pound cake out of the freezer. A pound cake that Granny had made. She had made the Thanksgiving pound cake in advance and put it in her freezer, and Momma found it when they were going through her stuff. It's like... should we eat this? My mom was like, "I feel like we should shellac it or something." But my dad kind of laughed and said, "My mother. Would think that that was the STUPIDEST thing she had EVER heard." And then we all laughed because we knew it was true.
And then I retreated to the den to work on my NaNo. I'm four thousand words from finishing, and I've already written five hundred thus far. I want to finish this thing. And then do a happy dance. But I'm conflicted about the ending. The one I've had planned all along seems too mopey after a general perky book, but I'm incapable of a completely happy ending. I guess I'll just keep writing and see what happens.
I really miss my Granny. It's not getting any easier.
ETA: For the love of the bishop, why isn't there any decent LM fanfic anymore? It's all incomprehensible parodies and boring poems! Where's the Patron-Minette? Where's the angst? Geez.
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Date: 2008-11-27 10:52 pm (UTC)And good luck with your NaNo!
If it helps at all, I'm working on lots of pointless fluffy slash. Presumably this doesn't help. But I feel I must react against, uh... just about everything on the most recent page of ff.net...
and somebody inexplicably leaving a review on a certain story of mine asking whether it was slash, like, hello?...no subject
Date: 2008-11-28 09:13 am (UTC)http://link.brightcove.com/services/player/bcpid353515028?bctid=1349141721