For anyone that works at Wal-Mart, or knows someone that does, the worst day of the year is inventory (Or actually, the night before it). Which was yesterday. Needless to say, I haven't been in the best mood because of it. On top of other problems, I'll admit my state of mind completely sucks. So, I get home this morning, soooo happy about my three day weekend, and find I have a review for "Savvy." And I don't want to complain, because I've been very lucky as far as reviewers go. I've never been flamed, but wow, did this one make me angry.

It wasn't that they told me my story was 'dull.' It wasn't that they told me exactly how I should write it. What I can't stand is the fact that these people want to tell you everything you're doing wrong, and don't have the courage to sign in to do it. It was from an anonymous reviewer, of course. Aren't they always? You know, if I was going to write a short novel about why someone's story sucked, I'd have the balls to leave my name. So at least the author could write me back and tell me to quit frickin' reading it, then! Why leave a review if you don't like the fic? The only reviews I ever leave other than big piles of embarrassing fangirl love are spelling errors or typos that got missed, and when someone sends me the same, I'm appreciative. You can always overlook those, no matter how many times it's read over. But why leave a review to say, 'Hey, I don't like your story?' It makes absolutely no sense to me.

Okay, okay. End rant. Off to enjoy my weekend.

So, I'll be moving soon. I just wanted everyone to know that I haven't given up on writing. I've been writing quite a bit, just don't have any time to post, between work, and packing, and trying to help my grandma clean out her plethora of STUFF so I actually have room to move my things in. It's been hectic, but I know it's all for a good cause. I'm not saying you should expect anything from me anytime very soon, but my inspiration has returned, along with a bit of my energy, though my sugar bottomed out at work last night, so now I need to go to the doctor. Diabetes and hypoglycemia both run in my family, so I need to keep an eye on that. I'm crossing my fingers that it was just a freaky random thing, though. I did find out that those chewable glucose tablets are yummy, however. (I work with several diabetics.)

Also, I'm totally back into Inuyasha fiction. The combination of reading the last chapter ever of Inuyasha, and obsessively biting my nails over Purity 8 (Darn you, Sueric! Lol.) has inspired me. Usually once I'm obsessed with one fandom, I lose interest in the other, but not so this time. I'm still Buffy-crazed, too. For the first time in my life, I'm going to try to work on both. I've been outlining Savvy 2 like crazy. It's got two huge plots going on, and I need to work them both out before I start actually writing on it, but a few scenes are completely written out already. I'm very excited about it. I'll try to get around to posting more of Anna Begins soon. I've got a few chapters typed up that could be posted; just need to find a few spare minutes. And stop reading so damn much, lol.

The only downside to all this? My original story I've been working on with a couple of my friends? It's going to suffer greatly. Oh, well.

Oh wow. I had no high hopes about the last chapter of Inuyasha. I expected to be totally disappointed. I'm glad to say I'm not. It couldn't have ended more perfectly, I don't think. It left a lot open, but I'm completely happy with it. And also very, very surprised. That's all I'm saying. =)

I'm really sorry there haven't been any updates. I'm barely around my computer right now; I'm a little homeless, actually. Not living on the streets homeless, it's not serious like that. Just between houses. My dad's moving to Canada, most likely, and I've been staying at a friend's house a lot, without any internet, because there's no AC at my house right now, either. My life's chock full of stress, and I haven't been writing at all, but I definitely haven't abandoned my stories. I want to write very badly, just don't have time at the moment. I thought I'd let everyone know why, at least. I don't know when I'll be settled in the near future, but as soon as I am, I'll be sure to let you know.

I noticed today that my links for "Long Time Gone" were missing, but it's fixed now, so the six chapters are all accessible now. Sorry...

Yeah, I'm a thief, lol. And bored.

Chapter six of Long Time Gone is up.

I posted two more chapters of Long Time Gone on the website today. I just realized that since my site's getting hits, there might be someone reading the story, and since I can't post it on Elysian Fields, it's the only place anyone can read it. So, I'll try to post chapters on more of a schedule from now on. Impossible can wait, since it's already complete on EF. Hopefully, I can get a chapter of Anna Begins up there by the weekend, too.

I posted another chapter of Impossible on my website, and a couple of teasers, one for "Switch," which is really not much more than a crackfic, if I ever finish the damn thing, and one for "Turned," which is a serious story, but the scene I chose to post is... not so much. I wish I could overcome the ADD I have lately. I'm trying to seriously work on two to three stories, but I keep writing little scenes for other ideas, and it's crazy. Reading too much fanfic does this to me. Is there such a thing as too much inspiration? Hm.

Anyway, my best friend, who is also my beta, is completely obsessed with "Long Time Gone," and actually got herself a little plot bunny for it yesterday, one that I'm finding very intriguing. It's nice to have someone with suggestions, who I can also totally turn down if I don't like them, lol.

So, we had this big, honkin' earthquake today. It was weird. I was on break, about 4:30 this morning, and we're just sitting there, and then the chairs were rattling across the floor. Very trippy. And I was okay, until people kept talking about aftershocks, so all my remaining hours at work, I keep looking up at all the crap that hangs from the ceilings at Wal-Mart. Have you ever noticed all that crap? Big, heavy signs, disco-ball security cameras. Stuff, everywhere, and I just knew I was doomed to get hit in the head with it. (I also work at the biggest Wal-Mart in Kentucky, and we have a lot of ceiling, too.) I called my friend when I got off work to have a complete "OMG" conversation about it (which we would never admit to), and she'd slept through it!

And I'm glad I'm not in the type of business where you have to comfort people at all, because I'm horrible at it. All these people kept coming in, because I guess Wal-Mart is the place to convene when something crazy happens, and no one's injured. I can't tell you how many times I got approached with "Did we have an earthquake?" or "Did you feel that?" And all I could say in reply?

"Um... yeah."

So, I'm not big on the empathy. I put things on shelves; they don't pay me enough to play trauma-counselor. I did feel bad for a lot of them though, just walking around with their mouths hanging open. At least with a tornado, which we're pretty used to around here, there's evidence of it. I think a few bricks fell off a building downtown this morning, but other than that, it's like nothing happened at all, and I think everyone was looking for something to justify how freaked out they were. I'm still a little freaked myself, but I'm really good at hiding it.