Why is it that the muses always come out when it's least convenient? This time, it was in the shower. Long story short, I'm going to do Script Frenzy this year, or at least, I'm going to try. Eric had been asking me for some flash fiction or drabbles for an RPG he's working on, and I realized how easy it would be to turn some of that into a stage play. I'll probably be writing a bit of flash fiction and such until April 1st, as I can't actually start working on the script until, and if all goes well, then I'll keep the flash up until November and NaNoWriMo. I'm realizing just how many possibilities there are in this world Eric's creating, and I want to play in it for awhile.

If any of y'all are interested in my (admittedly not great) scribblings, they can be found in setauuta_muse. I keep all of that locked, so let me know and I'll friend you so you can see.

Con was much with the goodness, if I did get awfully peopled out fairly early into the weekend. I enjoyed the masquerade ever so much (I got to be a mime exterminator! Hee!), and I got a couple of hair pretties and to hang out with many neat people. This year's stitch 'n' bitch was bigger than last year's, and everyone seemed a bit more friendly. There were hotel issues, of course, but overall it was good.

Now, however, it's the recuperation period. Lack of sleep is a Headache of Doom trigger, which means I've been fighting them since Saturday. In theory, my department is supposed to be moving desks this week. They thought we'd be moving last week, while I was gone, so my stuff is all packed up. It means that I don't feel comfortable at my desk, because nothing's where it should be. Between that and having nire stay with us until Thursday (which is awesome, since I adore her, but it throws off my rhythm at home), and I'm just feeling...off. It's an almost itchy feeling. (Of course, having Eric covered in itchies due to the down pillows and comforter at the hotel doesn't help, either - poor guy.)

I'm thinking about doing ScriptFrenzy this year, and adapting my attempt at NaNo to a script. We'll see.

Now, to work. I can make it. It's all good.