they showed me what it did to mice
nocturne_alley is breaking my heart. I had dreams last night of explosions and other nameless terrible things and woke up feeling like I hardly slept, even though I did. And then I went straight back to reading N_A, which made me cry all over again. I keep telling myself, it's just an RPG, but WAH. I feel like I've lost friends. In my head these are real people. And, that is the power of the written word, right there, that fictional characters can have such a profound effect on my mood.
And now it's past 10:00 and I have so much work to do but I can't seem to concentrate...
In other news: I updated my fic site (advanced perturbing of malfoys) yesterday. There are only five new things on there and most likely you've seen them already if you reading this, but hey, it makes me feel at least slightly accomplished.
My plan to write one drabble every day or to for the challenges (and thank you to everyone who left one I will get to them all eventually) I got last week has broken down. Not because I'm not writing but because the Blaise/Seamus for olukemi is taking over my brain and now stands at nearly 700 words and counting. But that's not necessarily a bad thing.
I wish LJ would stop being so goddamn slow.
And now it's past 10:00 and I have so much work to do but I can't seem to concentrate...
In other news: I updated my fic site (advanced perturbing of malfoys) yesterday. There are only five new things on there and most likely you've seen them already if you reading this, but hey, it makes me feel at least slightly accomplished.
My plan to write one drabble every day or to for the challenges (and thank you to everyone who left one I will get to them all eventually) I got last week has broken down. Not because I'm not writing but because the Blaise/Seamus for olukemi is taking over my brain and now stands at nearly 700 words and counting. But that's not necessarily a bad thing.
I wish LJ would stop being so goddamn slow.