gotta feel it can’t conceal it sugar high
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And thus a singularly unproductive day can be transformed into an incredibly productive one…
I am tired, so tired, my brain is just a little broken and one of my characters just developed a new lover interest (dude, seriously, did you need more?) which surprised me but explained so very much.
A very good character is turning villainous, and I have villains to redeem, and a touch more backstory to unpeel and then quite frankly I can just type random smut for the rest of the month because I will have achieved what I needed to this November.
Also I continue to feel wistful at the distinct lack of smut in this book. It’s as if the characters are busy worrying about their plot or something, and that’s just ridiculous. The secret steampunk subplot has yet to reveal itself but I think it’s still simmering (ha) just below the surface.
Can you tell I’m punchy? It’s so past my bedtime, and I had two desserts tonight. Woo!
Hee C who is handwriting her novel in an exercise book made it to 4 pages and got so excited at the best daily amount she’s written all month that she then made it to 5 and had to be forcibly removed from the exercise book and sent home to put herself to bed. Yes my dear, writing is an addiction, what do you think I’ve been up to all these years?
(her eyes are kind of Bright and Shiny oh yeah she’s got it bad, officially no longer a civilian I think)
Sleepy now zzzzzzzz oh and now the baby wakes up, no zzzz for me, lalalalala