I was doing so well
with writing, word-count wise, at the beginning of the month, and then I'm not sure where it went, but wow did I crash out hard. So tonight, in lieu of trying to produce words for a bit, I went back and reread the last four things I posted to AO3. Found typos in the concluding paragraph of three of them. /o\
I've still got, y'know, like 27 December posting meme slots over yonder - http://healingmirth.dreamwidth.org/253402.html
And in opening up this browser session, found a bunch of people's meme posts that I'd misplaced, so if yours might be among them, feel free to gently remind me, but I'm also going to do a scroll back through tomorrow.
I've had several conversations with my mother about Ferguson over the past two days. (Sounds like a fun Thanksgiving dinner topic, right?!) The most recent of these followed some news she had just heard about the protests in New York, and they had interviewed someone who, my mother said, was clearly hoping that they would antagonize the police enough to provoke a violent reaction.
So she called me, my mother the social worker, to ask me to explain why someone would want that to happen.
To which my response was basically "... Do you want me to make something up? Explaining why someone might do this thing that this guy may or may not have actually said?"
Like as far as making a scene and/or actually protesting in public, or any interaction with police, I am at least as conformist as my mother is. But we had a lovely conversation where I spun out hypothetical plans of action with respect to creating narratives and holding attention in mainstream and social media.
And then she called back to ask how to do something on youtube.