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[katallison]

OK, the server switchover seems to be complete, and the new setup looks dandy. Big props to ZorroRojo and Robin for putting in the time and work to make this happen. I gather that the actual URL for my site is now http://kat.mrks.org, and the blog is at http://kat.mrks.org/blog.htm; however, there are also permanent mirrored redirects from the old URLs, so either old or new should work just fine.

I did have some mail outages over the past few days, so as before, if you sent me anything, you might want to resend.

Wish I had something deeply insightful and significant to say to close out the year, but I'm sort of doing my walking-gently-on-thin-ice routine today. I had a weird major meltdown last night, of an unfamiliar sort; it felt very much like descriptions I've heard of PMS, with the sobbing fits and the sudden temper snappage and the sense that my brain had been hijacked by a gang of hormonal/chemical thugs who were busy careening it around the countryside and crashing it into trees. I've never suffered from PMS, thank god, and I can only conjecture that the hormonal substrate is doing some shifting-around and that this was a Richter-7 earthquake as the plates realigned. I sure hope they've realigned, anyway, because that was most unfun.

In other news...well, there is no other news, really. I am not going to make my end-of-year deadline for finishing the story (quelle surprise), but it's near enough to done that I'm not going to pummel myself. I was reading over a bunch of old notes I jotted for it over the past year or two -- ideas, scenes, themes that I wanted to include -- and realized how many things I wanted to achieve in it that I wasn't able to pull off. Ah well. One lives, one learns, one tries to do better the next time. Which I guess is a fairly sane attitude to take into a new year.

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[sajj.livejournal.com]

I had a weird major meltdown last night, of an unfamiliar sort; it felt very much like descriptions I've heard of PMS, with the sobbing fits and the sudden temper snappage and the sense that my brain had been hijacked by a gang of hormonal/chemical thugs who were busy careening it around the countryside and crashing it into trees. I've never suffered from PMS, thank god, and I can only conjecture that the hormonal substrate is doing some shifting-around and that this was a Richter-7 earthquake as the plates realigned. I sure hope they've realigned, anyway, because that was most unfun.

Great description. I read this last night on your blog and laughed at how accurately you described the experience of hormonal mood madness.

I printed out one of your Highlander stories yesterday----and I haven't even seen any of the shows or movies---but your writing is so compelling.

I'm part of the Buffy contingent, but I think I'll have to explore Highlander, especially since BtVS is probably coming to an end. I don't think I can go on without fanfic.

What is your current story on?

Welcome to LJ.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Saj, thanks so much, and apologies for my tardy response! I'm delighted that you like the HL stories, though I rather nervously wonder how much sense they makes to someone who hasn't actually seen the episodes. I do most earnestly hope you get to see them someday -- it's really a wonderful show, and creates a universe that provides a great deal of room for exploration and extrapolation. And there's a lot of really superb HL fanfic out there -- let me know if you want recs. The current thing I'm working on is due South, which is a fandom that's kind of absorbed me for the past couple of years, but I have one or two more HL things half-started that I really do plan to finish, once this thing is done and posted. (Good Resolution for 2003 #74...)

Thanks again!