Okay, I hadn't looked at These Later Days, the Harry Potter fic I've been working on for the past several months, for about six weeks. Finally, finally, today I opened up my little folder and went over all the outlines and paragraphs I had drawn up for the last three chapters of it -- chap. 7 through 9 -- and was amazed at how much I liked the stuff I'd written. I'd forgotten half of it, which is always a strange experience. It's not often you get a chance to read something you've written without remembering having written it; it gives you that extra perspective, an edge you only get when you come to a piece of writing with a stranger's eyes. And by god, I'm going to fucking finish this fic. I'm that inspired.

ETA for the completion of These Later Days, the end of September. Here I come, fucker.

 
oh my freakin' god, i just remembered something. everyone should listen to the Billy Joel song "And So It Goes" cause holyhellitrocks.

all for now. ta ta.

 
music: Someday, The Strokes

Just got back from five weeks in Israel and am struck by how full that five weeks was, how it really feels like a world apart from the rest of my life. I have so many memories and stories and concepts and people zooming around in my head. I just need this week before school to sit and stew a bit.

More later.