Staying up till the early hours on the computer is pretty bad.
Staying up till the early hours because I was reading my NaNoWriMo novel is a whole other level of badness.
I'm pretty pleased with it, though, for a rush job. I know I say this every year, but I am tempted to finish it this time. My zombie hero is ready to avenge his own death and it seems a little churlish to leave him standing in the banquet hall with his sword drawn.

Oh, and I ventured into the Bodleian Library today. I managed not to raze it to the ground, but I didn't actually touch a book. So I guess I get 50% for effort.

On the 19th Feb 2006 I posted an entry mentioning a fanfiction idea that had been bugging me. It was a Harry Potter story about the revolt of the owls against the magical compulsion that enslaved them into delivering the post.

I said 'Problem is, it'll probably take all afternoon to write and I can't justify wasting that amount of time on and [sic] idea which may turn out to be fairly stupid in the execution.'

Its now the 5th Jan 2009. "All afternoon" was perhaps a bit optimistic, but The Owls' Story is finally complete. And I actually think that on the whole, it wasn't completely 'stupid in the execution'. It was slow going, but I enjoyed not knowing how it was going to end. Not to mention making it all fit DH :-)

I think fanfic is at it's most fun when you veer off in your own direction. There's no need to keep an eye on making it publishable, and if you want to write something no one else will get it's allowed. People can sneer all they like, but I'm not too proud to play in the pit :-)

With apologies to Perrault :-)

( Harry Potter and the Boot of Justice )