Oh, writing fail.
I think I give up on mmom. I made it a third of the way through and I could probably finish, but I feel like I've been churning out crud lately so in favor of quality over quantity I think I ought to throw in the towel. Not to mention I'm just not interested in what I've been writing this last week. (Which is probably reflected in how little people have seemed to be interested in reading it as well. These things, they're often correlated. You didn't like writing it? People probably won't like reading it.)
On another writing note, my big bang is due Friday. I haven't written on it since the rough draft was handed in. I'm scared. I hate tying everything up. Last lines, I'm super, but all the resolution junk? No thanks. It's like I've gotten through the bits I'm interested in and then am happy to just let it all float away in a sea of blah since I can guess the ending. Perhaps I take those endings too much for granted. Hmph.
On another writing note, my big bang is due Friday. I haven't written on it since the rough draft was handed in. I'm scared. I hate tying everything up. Last lines, I'm super, but all the resolution junk? No thanks. It's like I've gotten through the bits I'm interested in and then am happy to just let it all float away in a sea of blah since I can guess the ending. Perhaps I take those endings too much for granted. Hmph.