it's a magical world

You know, it's really, really difficult to write a character pulling off a totally sweet prank when one never did that sort of thing oneself. I'm just not a criminal mastermind, I'm afraid. I was always balls at writing these kinds of hijinks in Marauder fic, and it's no easier for original fiction. Goddamn it. I know what the ultimate result of the prank will be, but I can't think of what the prank itself should be, or how to pull it off.

Man, why didn't I get into wacky trouble in school? Being a straight-A student was a TOTAL waste of my time, clearly.

So I was at the theater for nearly 13 hours today. Because first there were eight hours of my unpaid internship, and then almost five hours of my new additional event supervision / house management gig there, which IS paid. But which will soon mean giving up two or three nights a week to the theater, plus weekends. Actually, I'm fairly certain that this Sunday is going to be my last day off of any kind until I go on mini-vacation back to NYC for Labor Day. O_O Please to be killing me now. Why did I agree to this? Oh, yeah, $10/hr, which means I can gradually return my bank account to its pre-Dublin balance and, y'know, have enough saved up by graduation to be able to put down a deposit on an apartment wherever I wind up living post-college. Yeurgh.

On the plus side, there's really not much for me to do while acting as event supervisor. I mean, get everything unlocked and ready pre-event, deal with any issues that arise, and then lock everything up post-event, but that leaves a hell of a lot of free time for kaydee. So tonight I spent several hours reading a long, detailed, multi-part website-book-thingy on worldbuilding. And finally, finally, the vagueish fantasy world that has been percolating in the back of my mind since high school suddenly started coming together properly. And most importantly, I discovered the story I want to tell with it. I always knew who I wanted my protagonist to be and what the general magical properties of the world were and that I wanted it to be a YA fantasy novel (series?), but I hadn't the faintest idea what the plot was going to be, and now suddenly I do and it makes me so very happy.

Not that I'll ever finish it, or even really start writing it, but still. Everyone needs an impossible dream.

The boyfriend wants to watch X-Files now. I just want to crash. We'll see.