Finally back in the saddle on this one.

( You know that dancing car robot commercial...? )

And, having been a good girl and translated an episode of UM today, I yield to prodding and to seasonality and present the following next chapter. Merry Christmas, all.

( Hitachiin twins powers, activate! )

So yesterday while retreating from Ikea, having purchased the pepparkakkor (gingersnaps) that will form the base of the pumpkin cheesecake for Thursday (yes, we are going fancy this year; one pumpkin cheesecake and one pumpkin pie), the radio ad said the word "Reventon." My ears promptly pricked up and actually paid attention to the rest of the ad, which is from the Los Angeles Auto Show, going through next weekend. They have the Lamborghini Reventon there. It is, in fact, the $1.8 million car's North American debut, even if they don't have the Tesla (very nice, relatively expensive new electric car). I, of course, am planning to go. This is not at all helping my desire to write fic, which currently I am having to tamp down with lots of yelling of "Must cook dinner! Must sew baby quilt! Deadlines! Ask me next week!" ^^;; (Said baby quilt, before anyone starts fishing, is for a friend, not me.) I also have translating UM 20 on my plate for this week. Not helping is finding out one key detail which changes rather a lot of the emotional landscape in Twin Terrors, and having the characters in Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger actually talking to me again.

Crying makes my voice go screwy. However, apparently not so screwy that I lose the "phone persona" I have, because one of our clients asked to speak to the office manager after I helped her, and asked him to put a commendation in my file (which he did).

Have all kinds of stuff going on in my head for Twin Terrors chapter five, which (as I keep pointing out to the characters) is not really helpful since I need to write chapter four first. At least it's seeming like the story is going to (*knocks on wood*) only be six chapters long, and then I can call another one finished. Which obscurely reminds me that I should figure out how to do screencaps so I can make myself some Transformers icons.

On the way home from work/store/bookstore, I got passed by a shiny so-new-it-didn't-even-have-its-plates-yet yellow Lamborghini Murcielago going in the other direction.

It then hung a U.

Followed me through a left-hand turn.

And passed me again.

Ladies and gentlemen, I begin to think Sunstreaker is trying to get me to write the next part of Twin Terrors....

Hmm. Well, this weekend I washed and Armor-Alled my car, which needed it badly, and finished off an embroidery piece that had been befuddling the voices in my head (Cybertronians, apparently, do not "get" a cartoon duck, dressed in an apron and toque, carrying a cake), and started in on one that had long been put to the side, a counted cross stitch old-fashioned map of the world (thus far the voices have mentioned no opinion on this piece). I also got one musing started into fic form ("Twin Terrors"), took my mother to see "Transformers" at the $2 theater (making this showing #4 for me), and, in having dinner at my parents' tonight, rediscovered my love of the Grateful Dead. The Dead were the first concert I ever went to, and formed a good strong part of my soundtrack growing up. And now, it seems, they will provide the soundtrack for my writing as well, because in browsing through their songs via Youtube this evening, I've found several chapter titles for "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger." This is good because part of the reason I've been so stalled on getting chapter eight out it that I've had no title, no musical inspiration for it. I've run out of Peter Gabriel, and haven't found anything in Sting's or Duran Duran's works that would suit. I'm very happy to find another musical source for the story, as it's my writing priority at the moment.