Release the minature crazed teleporting vampire whales!

Got the laundry done, beat the first Portal game only three years after it came out, fixed the curtain rod in my son's room, got done waffling and bought a seed account on DW,  and finally put a hook on the garage door so it doesn't blow open at the slightest breeze. 

So all in all, a fairly good day.

I am in desperate need of a beta to help me proofread my latest story.  Does anyone know where I can find a beta (either a site or somewhere on DW/LJ where beta's lurk) or if anyone is willing to beta a story that exploded on me?  If it matters, the story is a crossover/fusion between Supernatural and How to Train Your Dragon.  I know, weird crossover but most days that's how my mind words.

I had one of my epic dreams this morning. One of those huge, sprawling, full technicolor in the type of scale used in Gone with the Wind and Ben Hur. And in true epic dream fashion it's lingering and I still remember most of it. Here is a twisted window into my subconscious.

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It's the end days, after some sort of post-apocalyptic attack (possible caused by aliens or advanced human tech).

There are small groups of humans all over the earth. Me and my son are in one group traveling across the country. We set up in an abandoned building, occasionally communicating with other survivors via cellphones. I guess either satellites or cell towers are partially operational.

A small group of us head out for supplies, my son stays behind with the main group. We head into an abandoned grocery store when we are attacked. We didn't fight back, just tried to get what we could so we could escape. We're throwing supplies pulled out of those low open meat cases into a grocery cart but we didn't have much. A light is blinking somewhere and a timer is counting down. While all of this is going on we are talking about how we need to find a safer sanctuary, more defensible. People suggest these remote places, large houses built out of stone or in mountains. We barely get out before the building explodes.

After that we head to a town, the other half of our group is missing including my son. The town is built on low cliffs by a large body of water. As we walk through it we can see these large waterfalls cutting down the cliffs and between the buildings, completely frozen.

We go into a large building after walking through the town with the frozen waterfalls. My mother is in there and it must have been our home because we are going through it looking for personal effects. I remember picking up combs and they crumble and the teeth fall off in my hands. Then we head upstairs where there are lots of rooms. I pick up some books, saying we should have something to read. Some one says it's a waste because we have to carry everything ourselves in backpacks, extra weight.

Finally we head farther into the building and upstairs. We find a woman and a group of children she is taking care of. My son is in that group.

...

Then I woke up.

I don't know if I should get a dream analysis or start stocking up on toilet paper and bottled water.

I did it! I can't believe I wrote over 50000 words this past month and I'm still not nearly done with my story. Now I'm gonna go and pass out now...

The librarian must think I'm on my way to ten sorts of crazy. So far this month I've borrowed books on poetry, vikings, genealogy, wicca for beginners and most recently books about symbology, haunted Lake Michigan and haunted Wisconsin.

I'm thinking the librarian is right...

Day 2:

Well, I'm actually a little ahead of where I planned to be. Finally got to get my two crossover fandoms to actually cross today. Sam ditched Dean and drugged an innocent dragon and I have my first scene with Astrid roughly worked out. I guess spending a few weeks planning and researching actually work. I'm off to go clean out the control room for new equipment for tomorrow...I'm doing all I can to procrastinate and put off my yearly eval at work. Probably why I'm ahead on my word count for nano as well.

I just literally took and passed my CT boards on Saturday and today I signed up for Atlantis Big Bang.  I just ended my internet exile because I was studying  for said boards and trying to finish my sticksandsnark story (which I did both)  It must be the exhastion that made me think it was a good idea to do this...

I am so tempted to sign up for sticksandsnark .  I really like the pairing (and I love Teyla and have the urge to write her) but besides for cliche bingo I've never signed up for something with a deadline.  I don't know if I needed to be talked into or out of it.

Memorial Walk
By: sqweakie

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating:PG
Genre: Gen
Word Count: over 2500

AN: I wrote this a couple months ago for the SGA Flashfic 'In Memoriam' challange and I'm finally getting around to posting this to my journal.  Mentions of Cannocal and OC Character death.

( Summary: Ignorance was never an excuse in the Pegasus Galaxy. It just made you dead quicker. This they had learned during their first year and it was their duty to teach those that came after.  )