Badness
The nightmare finally happened to me. I spent hours writing last night, two different stories. And the second one was the hardest. A Batman/Red Hood angsty porny serious! story. But it was flowing well, actually working, and I got a few great pages going. Then I fucked up on my computer. And lost it all. And spent another hour trying to rebuild what I’d lost. I got something down. I got a close replica of what I’d lost. But it wasn’t the same. It wasn’t as good. And instead of the release, the expression, the catharsis of writing this down, I got frustration. Just what I needed. A hell of a week. Allergies and job interviews and customer service on phones. Ugh.