I feel this is all a nefarious plot of some type

You know, if my brain would give me original fic plot the same way it does fanfic plot, I'd be set. The Spaceforce novel still doesn't have an overarching plot. On the other side, my brain presented me with Star Wars fic this morning, complete with plot, plot, and more plot. Hijinks during the Clone Wars! Which basically translates to "Obi-Wan is accused of being a spy for the Sith and is imprisoned by the Jedi Council, Anakin is passed around from Jedi to Jedi, all of which turn him back in to the Council within a few days with messages that basically read along the lines of, 'Thanks for making sure I never want to see another Padawan ever again,' until he's finally given over to Quinlan Vos, where he almost goes on a rampage and then sneaks up on Dooku and demands to know who the real spy is, whereupon Dooku, Anakin, and Quin have to work together, which really pisses Anakin off, and it all turns out to be a plot cooked up by Palpatine to separate Anakin and Obi-Wan and make Anakin more vulnerable. Only it doesn't work because somehow Obi-Wan finds out who the real spy is and breaks out of his cell to kill the guy, which looks really, really bad for him until Anakin and Quinlan come tearing back. Obi-Wan turns out to be innocent, the Council is hugely embarrassed, and Quin turns Anakin back over to Obi-Wan and says, 'I pity you.'"

See? Plot, plot, and more plot! No title, but I almost always suck at titles anyway. The novel I have to write for school still has no plot and no title. Characters forever and various little miniplots, but no overarching plot and no title.

On the other hand, I'd really like to write this story, because kickass Obi-Wan and Anakin stepping back and using his head. After he makes enemies out of pretty much every eligible Master in the Temple by refusing to be a good little Padawan.

*sigh*

this is my life. argh.

I'm getting my senior pictures taken at the end of the month, despite my protests that I'd rather take them in fall or winter, but no, I'm getting them in summer because my mom thinks I won't have time to take them in fall or winter. Despite the fact that I'd rather take them in fall or winter because then I can wear my letterman's jacket and therefore not have to worry about what to wear. Because I don't really do fashion, ya know? And now I have to find a cute top to wear. Preferably something in red or green. Not that my mom wants me to buy new clothes. *rolls eyes*

Ever since I got back from Brown, my mom's been after me to send my final project story into a magazine or a contest or something. Which, you know, I'm fine with, but I keep telling her, no, I want to edit it some more, and she goes, "No you don't! They accept it, then you edit it!" and I'm like, "Mom. You want me to send something to a publisher that isn't the absolute best I can do?" Not to mention that I'd have to find somewhere that's likely to take "And All the Saints are Sinners Too" (previously known as "Now Let the Fire Bathe Us"), which I'm pretty sure is horror. Or at least horror-esque. So I've got to do that, too. *rolls eyes*

I also have to buy a new purse, since the one I have is falling apart, and wow, isn't this a fun search? I'm really picky when it comes to purses, and I go through two or three a year.

I really want to get a class ring, too, which is expensive, so I have to find the money to pay for at least part of it, and I'm not really sure how to break it to my mom that I have to buy other senior stuff, too. I'm not sure whether or not I have to buy my cap and gown, but there's other various senior thingymabobs that would be cool to get. She's already freaking over the price of senior pictures.

Also, the college search of doom, which is hovering at ten schools -- I'd like to knock it down to nine, my mom wants to knock it down to seven, the early action program I'm looking at through QuestBridge has it at eight. Boston College went back on the list, since my dad really wants me to go to a Jesuit college (he went to Seattle U) despite the fact he doesn't want me to go to the East Coast. Since all except two schools are on the East Coast, I'm keeping BC on the list to placate him, despite the fact it doesn't offer as much financial aid as the others and doesn't guarantee four years of housing. It might get knocked off the list later. Currently, the list reads, in no particular order:

Stanford University
University of Washington
Wellesley College
Davidson College
Dickinson College
Boston College
Duke University
University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Williams College
Brown University

Also started one more essay, this one about why I like television. It's...kind of original, I guess.

On the other hand, I've been watching a lot of Farscape online. *blissful sound* I have mentioned how much I love the Internet, right?

And playing a lot of Majesty. It's kind of soothing, especially as I'm coming closer to the near end of the (really) rough draft of "Can't See the Stars Anymore" (which may be the working title, but is totally not the title the story will actually be because it's not active enough) and Obi-Wan is a hell of a lot more Dark Side than Anakin. Um. I mean really. I mean, activated a lightsaber through an unarmed someone's head Dark Side. I'm picking up on a lot of stuff I'm going to have to expand on in the second draft, and that's one of them. I'm also going to have to read through "What is Lost" again and see what I can pick up on, what I'm possibly contradicting, see if there are any overarching themes.

I'm getting a lot more hardcore about writing recently. This is sweet! I fail to see how this is bad, except in that I have more work to do.

Regarding the LJ drama (and I'm starting to feel, after going through my lurker journals, that this is a necessary post) I'm not going anywhere until fandom goes. If fandom goes, I go. I'm just really hoping it doesn't get to content-locked, password-protected, 18-and-over, etc., until I turn 18. So. Please. Nothing drastic for at least five months?