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Jun 18, 2008 14:12

Signs I was really far too tired last night: I put the ice cream away in the fridge.

However: I'm writing. And that counts for a lot. I keep coming up with new scenes that I think are the linchpin of this story, pretending that if I just get the right sequence everything will fall into place -- but they only lead to new questions and frustrations. There is no magic draught to make writing painless and simple. There's only the eager industry of having a tale that must be told.

I'm not expanding it beyond a six-parter, though. Enough is enough.

I was also tired enough to find this little experiment hysterically funny and worthy of preserving for posterity. Go figure. XD

t3h, music, misc, fic, sh, writing

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