1. With the latest DF anon meme futzing, I've written something like 15,000 new words of fiction in the last month. Since when do I write 15,000 words of fiction in a month?

The other day I got part of Elizabeth Bishop's villanelle One Art stuck in my head (it's one of my favorite poems and I have it nearly memorized) so I think I am going to try to make this my motto, at least for awhile: Write something every day. Accept the fluster / of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. / The art of writing isn't hard to master. // Then practice writing farther, writing faster: / places, and names, and where it was you meant / to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

(filking that poem that way has really complicated resonances - since the original conceit, of course, is that losing is as much an art as writing, but of course, part of the way she's mastered loss is through writing, and yet: what I need to do is, having made a start on mastering loss, is have the courage let there be things lost in my writing: I wrote two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,/ some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. / I missed them, but it wasn't a disaster. // --Even writing you (the joking voice, a gesture / I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident / the art of writing's not too hard to master / though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.))

2. People keep saying I should write more of the non-BBC-Sherlock modern-day Holmes AU in Chicago, and since I seem to have moved on from writing about people in London to writing about people in Chicago, well, fine, whatever. Here is a tiny ficlet more, in which we get a glimpse of modern Holmes' detectoring methods:

( warning for references to graphic animal harm, etc. )

3. Speaking of Chicago and London: When is somebody going to create a fun* fandom (*fun = not entirely about murder, gang warfare, grinding poverty, and/or desperation and despair, jfc) set in Baltimore, so that I when I get the yen to write about a post-industrial city full of dark alleys, tiny neighborhoods, losing baseball teams and rusting Victorian ironwork, I can write about a city I actually know?

4. Speaking of Internet detectiving, yesterday I posted some old vacation photos from my grandparents to factfinding, and yay, it's actually working! I have IDs for almost a quarter of them already! (I am surprised that I couldn't find a community specifically for IDing old unlabelled photos, but factfinding seems to work!)

5. I don't actually watch the new Hawaii 5-0, and don't foresee myself ever doing it, but I do read the fic sometimes when I see a rec that seems to be good old-fashioned buddy fic. And. Please tell me the fic exists where someone else on the team (I don't care who. They could tag-team it,) says, "McGarrett first returned to Honolulu on the trail of the killers of his father, and for reasons which don't require exploring at this juncture, remained attached as the leader of a special police task force under the command of the Governor."