I actually confiscated the microphone from someone doing their turn at karaoke, and rapped that song to a packed bar a few weekends ago. The embarrassment took roughly nine hours to kick in.
I'm having severe writer problems! I've been working on this original story for awhile now, and I'm doing the (possibly) final rewrite and freaking out at the same time. I wrote Parade of the Sun in a month and a half. This is half the word count and has been in the works for two years. I'VE LOST ALL CONFIDENCE IN MYSELF.
I want to thank whoever nominated me at the
hpfanficfanpoll (I've forgotten how to do a damn name tag) -- I'm honored that you consider The Fallout worthy of the category, so thank you very much!
How is everyone? Are you all preparing the pitchforks for Amazon? Did you try to watch the Teen Mom porn and have to X out due to second-hand embarrassment? Have you been eating your Nutella doses? It's been a long time, guys.