I was writing this morning on a story I've been stalled on for over a week. But I had to leave for a while and now I'm back home and... stalled again. *sigh*

This story WILL cooperate, damn it.

Oh geez. Make the JP3 bunnies stop whispering at me already. I do not want to go dig out my old notes on a series I never got around to finishing - in 20freaking01. *whimper*

This is what I get for reading fic again, after watching the movie a couple of times. So far, at least, am holding them off.

Also - finally saw HBP. Um. So. WTF!

Have completed first draft of my smallfandomfest fic. *breathes*

Now, how about someone (anyone? Bueller?) picking up one of the Verbotene Liebe prompts? *bats eyes*

Just signed up for smallfandomfest, while fighting a writer's block trying to attack... *gasp* *twitch* *fret*

Clearly, just more proof that I am, indeed, insane.

I have the day off just to be lazy and nap and do chores and stuff, I should be writing! Instead I'm surfing the net aimlessly and haven't written in three bloody days. *shakes muse* Gah, I'm not ready to get writer's blocked again - they always last months! *whimper*

Mutant plot bunny eating brain.

Send help.

And possibly carrots.

Ya know... I almost hate it when story titles or summaries are easy to decide on... It's like a horrible jinx that the story itself - the actual important part - is going to be miserable, stubborn son of a bitch.

*glares at story*

I'm not sure what's more frustrating... coming up with the first sentence of a fic, or the bloody title.

*glares at empty page*

Help! Make the Donald/Timmy plotbunny(ies) stop looking at me!

*hides*