thrillingdetectivetales: Davie and Alan from the play, Kidnapped, kissing on the moors. Both men's faces are obscured. Davie has a hand on Alan's cheek. (Default)
A light-hearted update on the local 'quarantine' situation, behind a cut because I know coronavirus talk in any form makes a lot of folks, including myself, very anxious. )

In other news: I'm starting guitar lessons up again on Thursday. Though, the instructor's profile on the website says he also plays the banjo, so I might see if I can try and swindle him into just teaching me that instead. Found a promising tablature for Colter Wall's 'Sleeping on the Blacktop' but it requires retuning my guitar entirely and I'm not sure I want to do that when I haven't nailed down the basics yet. Tuning and retuning are not my favorite parts of playing string instruments, I'll tell you.

Am considering signing up for an advanced fiction workshop, which part of me really desperately wants to take to work on my own original stuff, but it's expensive even with the 'everyone is stuck at home' discount the institution is offering and I'm fairly confident that I have a decent handle on my own shortcomings in the narrative process. Doesn't necessarily mean that I know what to do about them, but writing in fandom is basically a big workshop anyway, so I'm sure I'll improve if I keep working at it either way.

I plan to spend most of this morning cleaning my apartment, which is in desperate need as I haven't even fully finished unpacking yet. I'm going to try to get my recording equipment set up this afternoon and maybe start laying down some vocals for this month's cover song, which unfortunately has been shuffled by the wayside a bit considering everything that's going on. Part of me thinks that it's silly to dream of pursuing music in the current climate, but another part of me believes in the power of art to make trying times more palatable. We'll see which side wins out in the end, I guess.

Oh! And a quick thanks to everyone who prompted me for non-HBO War stuff. The list of incoming fiction, as it stands, looks like this:



I'm trying to move them in relative order and keep things fairly short. I've finished one fill so far and have most of another so things are skipping right along. I sincerely appreciate the audience participation on this one—it's definitely helping me stay sane.

Hope everyone is well, or as well as you can be in this time of strife.

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