Ficc-ery

I'm glad for twelvecolonies march madness game - at least it's kept me entertained while I've had a raging headache for two days. blech. But today is better, and I've been doing a bit of ficcing.

A whole bunch of Cylons talking just never gets easier. At least some of them have names now, so that helps, but it's still a lot of people to manage in a scene. And they all TALK and TALK and TALK. It's, like, writing a divisive book club meeting -- everybody stands there and argues. I'm going to have to edit it later so it doesn't look like a script.

I'm getting close to the end of the first act (Black Sails is set up in four acts which roughly correspond to certain major events in canon), which I'm not looking forward to, since it's kind of a hanky moment. But it's good to get MOVING on it.

I should go find some breakfast/lunch/food of some kind.