Baby, it's cold outside.
I have been sat here for two hours now and haven't written a word. Well, except on twitter, but that doesn't count. I have read a lot of fic though so depending on what the theme is tomorrow I should have some fresh new recs for Fuffyfriday.
It would be nice to get at least a few hundred words written myself though. Just a few. Nothing major. Maybe just a scene. No? Okay then.
It's cold today too. Cold where my hands are freezing here as I type. It's cloudy but we keep getting the occasional burst of bright sunlight through them. I think I need another cup of tea before I attempt anything constructive.
Oh, and also self: No you can't order a Dominoes pizza tonight. You have no money, your credit card is due and its Danny's birthday outing this weekend. Stop thinking you're made of money, because believe me, you aren't.
It would be nice to get at least a few hundred words written myself though. Just a few. Nothing major. Maybe just a scene. No? Okay then.
It's cold today too. Cold where my hands are freezing here as I type. It's cloudy but we keep getting the occasional burst of bright sunlight through them. I think I need another cup of tea before I attempt anything constructive.
Oh, and also self: No you can't order a Dominoes pizza tonight. You have no money, your credit card is due and its Danny's birthday outing this weekend. Stop thinking you're made of money, because believe me, you aren't.