October the first!
So, it's October first; this is my dread sign that the countdown has begun and I can now start flipping out about the certain doom that waits at the end of the month, and start frantically fighting my own laziness in an attempt to be actually prepared for two things. Namely, Halloween, and then Nanowrimo. Incidentally, I have just come back from signing in for the season. But even though my novel this year is an unholy, flesh-eating plotbunny raised from one of the deeper circles of hell, I should do all right, because I have Jessy and possibly sundry other people from my friendslist also joining the month-long struggle, right? Right?
So even though this story is awful and I shouldn't be writing it and I'm sorry Tifa KH refuses to release it's deathgrip on my throat and let me concentrate on writing FF7, because really, who wouldn't rather be writing cute drabbles about Aeris and Leon as ickle siblings?, I'll make it through these next two months somehow. Somehow.
Incidentally, the reason I've been so scarce lately is because Sam Starbuck's "Stealing Harry" series has eaten my soul. I'm screwed, aren't I?
Really, the thing I'm most worried about is: How am I going to get through the next two months without someone from either inside or outside my headspace killing me in my sleep?
So even though this story is awful and I shouldn't be writing it and I'm sorry Tifa KH refuses to release it's deathgrip on my throat and let me concentrate on writing FF7, because really, who wouldn't rather be writing cute drabbles about Aeris and Leon as ickle siblings?, I'll make it through these next two months somehow. Somehow.
Incidentally, the reason I've been so scarce lately is because Sam Starbuck's "Stealing Harry" series has eaten my soul. I'm screwed, aren't I?
Really, the thing I'm most worried about is: How am I going to get through the next two months without someone from either inside or outside my headspace killing me in my sleep?