Nov 01, 2009 09:54
This sucks. I don't even have a good excuse for not getting a new chapter of something up. It's November 1st, for crying out loud, and the year is whisking away, and I am languishing in purgatory, too tired and shivery to write.
Last night was Halloween and it was very weird. Not one trick or treater came to the door. Not one. That's never happened before. The whole neighborhood was deserted. I felt like some great, natural calamity had befallen the world and no one bothered to tell me. Is it swine flu? Are people afraid to even allow their children to go out on the streets now?
Whoa. I may have to write an apocalypse fic. Jensen/Jared or Dean/Sam suddenly in a world empty of other people, or being stalked by hordes of unstoppable monsters; giant hairy spiders or minions of the Rat King ready to eat them.
Oh well. Just wanted to say "hi" and I'm still sort of alive.
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