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Might be running into an old problem of "once it's charted and/or outlined, the story dies". I don't know why I feel that way, but I guess it's just that once I get the idea out there, it runs away as swiftly as it can.
up to 11728 in Nanowrimo, go me :) I wrote ~2000 words last night 30 minutes before the midnight deadline. It was blazing fast, and actually fairly good and coherent. I've found the vein I'm tapping, and I'm going to keep going until I die or it does -.-'
My writs hurt from all this typing at awkward angles. Le sigh. Also, the painful wrist is made more painful by the short, sharp shocks of knocking the wood flooring into place all day yesterday. Big ol' bruise blooming painfully on the heel of my hand.
Sitting upstairs at the commons (the dining hall at school) and I've never been up here before. It's much quieter, and I'll have to take my stuff with me most likely, to go actually get food in a while. I'll be looking for a plug for this baby as well.
I have to pee but don't want to leave my stuff alone to go. But I don't want to pack up either. Eternal dilemma of the bladder. Sigh.
Remember, remember the fifth of november, the gunpowder treason and plot! I see no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot!
Let's go burn something in effigy. fun for all :)
up to 11728 in Nanowrimo, go me :) I wrote ~2000 words last night 30 minutes before the midnight deadline. It was blazing fast, and actually fairly good and coherent. I've found the vein I'm tapping, and I'm going to keep going until I die or it does -.-'
My writs hurt from all this typing at awkward angles. Le sigh. Also, the painful wrist is made more painful by the short, sharp shocks of knocking the wood flooring into place all day yesterday. Big ol' bruise blooming painfully on the heel of my hand.
Sitting upstairs at the commons (the dining hall at school) and I've never been up here before. It's much quieter, and I'll have to take my stuff with me most likely, to go actually get food in a while. I'll be looking for a plug for this baby as well.
I have to pee but don't want to leave my stuff alone to go. But I don't want to pack up either. Eternal dilemma of the bladder. Sigh.
Remember, remember the fifth of november, the gunpowder treason and plot! I see no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot!
Let's go burn something in effigy. fun for all :)