f-list ponderings

I did a quick streamline of the f-list. There are some people I haven't read for a whlie, we don't have much in common, and we don't talk anymore. If I took you off, it's not because you've annoyed me recently - at some point in the past, almost certainly, but everyone on my f-list has annoyed me at some point in the past, and I'm sure it's mutual - it's just because I don't keep up with your LJ anymore.

Truly told? It probably bugs me more than it bugs you.

You know, defriending makes me feel like a bitch (*cue for the snarky to come in and say I am a bitch*) - even if I drift away from people, the fact that I have to 'defriend' them is nasty. It's like stabbing someone in the back: "Well, I still want to be your friend, but I'm 'defriending' you." The language of LJ creates a situation with negative emotional/relational undertones. Who wants to be 'defriended', seriously?

I could handle 'not keeping up' with people - or people not keeping up with me - if it was a keepups list, but a friends list has implications beyond merely reading their LJ. And it may be too late to change the associations of an 'f-list' - at least when it comes to LJ.

This post took me an hour to write. Yes, I know, thinking too much again. Going to write now. 1000 words to the profic and assorted other bits and pieces. I should never read LJ first thing in the morning. I go 'meta' and meta is bad for the fiction.

profic report

*does the dance of 7,000 words*

7,000!

That's a seven and three zeroes! (With a comma if you want to get picky about it.)

I think I'm about a third of the way through. Whether the story makes sense is another matter entirely!

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Happy Mothers Day to the mothers on my f-list. Brava!

To those of you who aren't mothers but who may have to endure them tomorrow: best of luck! ;)

And to any woman who wants to be a mother and isn't yet: *big, huge hugs*

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Now I'm going to go to bed and read Exile's Valor by Mercedes Lackey.