Things related to that reality thing people are always going on about.
I don’t know what that means, exactly. But I’ve heard it said many times. Usually on the appearance of someone who doesn’t belong wherever they are anymore. On past grading days, I’ve come in late, in order to avoid the mass of people hanging around talking, so I could get some work done. This time […]
1233 words on the fanfic, yay!! Hey, that’s rather a lot. Nothing like grabbing a plotbunny and running. But now I’m wiped. Hope cut her hair. I blame Bly. She was just cutting off her split ends! (Bly did that not two weeks ago.) *sigh* Simi took her to Shop with a Cop again. It’s
I’ve figured it out. It’s not just my friend being an ass. It’s not just Bly being away. It’s not all the other crap, though it all figures in. The real problem, what’s really wrong with me, or at the heart of it, or making it a ton worse or whatever, is that I’m not
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I’m not stalling, honest. It’s a strategic withdrawal. No, really. I realized tonight the reason I had Taro printed out once already, was that was the ms Bly edited, and I hadn’t made the changes in the computer yet. So tonight instead of attacking Holly Lisle’s system, I worked on transferring the editing marks. I’m
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No, I haven’t started the One-Pass Revision thingy yet. Partly because I’m a coward, but mostly because I need to clear the decks. So I did some housework, gave the dog a haircut, etcetera. I’m going to do it. I’m not going to stop in the middle because I let everything get out of hand
Maybe it’s my imagination, but I think this is the slowest week I’ve ever experienced. I want it to be Friday. I want to stay home for two days. More would be better, but I could survive with two days. The march of insane parents goes on. The kids are getting hyper as the holidays
People are insane. Especially parents. I think the only thing that got me through today was the comments on my new fanfic chapter. For the record, I really, truly, TRULY hate coming home so exhausted I just stare at my writing instead of working on it.