Aug. 15th, 2016

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Aug. 15th, 2016 04:55 pm
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I read Harry Potter and the Cursed Child finally this weekend and enjoyed almost all of it very much. bit spoilery )

I am knitting things for the baby. I'd say I'm about 3/5 through the thing that generally flies when I bother to work on it, but I finally had the needles and the yarn and the markers in one place and the time to begin working on the second thing, which it turns out takes forever. I have 15 weeks left before the baby comes and I'm already thinking the idea that this blanket will be done on time is laughable.

I've been in a protracted argument at work, apparently, about capitalizing things that aren't proper names. (I'm against it.) Everybody I actually work for is on my side, partly because I'm right and I have no fewer than three style guides to back me up but mostly because I'm the one they pay to know this stuff and the people arguing with me are not. Like I have all these good defenses for doing it my way plus the concept of my letting you get on with what you're an expert in and your letting me do the same. Fun times.

Back to the first point, even before I read Cursed Child (by the way: we're pronouncing that "Cursèd," right? I certainly am. The whole title flows better that way), I was inexplicably back again in a HP place. I have this sort of six-page draft of the beginning of a thing in the HP world I was writing - comprehensively non-canon-compliant now, of course, but it is what it is; the one where Harry ends up with Snape, Bill Weasley ends up with Remus Lupin, Hermione marries a boy she met at university, and Ron's long-term girlfriend is a descendant of the Borgias - where eventually the Weasleys find out what happened to Random, who was between Charlie and Percy, which Bill has known all along but it's a protected secret and he hasn't been able to tell but Remus worked it out and they end up having to tell the family because Reasons. It's been sitting there on my hard drive for at least five it looks like about nine years, with a major overhaul maybe five-ish years ago, and hanging out in a gmail draft since last summer because I don't feel as comfortable having fan stuff on this computer as I've felt at other jobs. Anyway, lately I've been trying to achieve the velocity to get back to it. Maybe soon I will.

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