Feed the insanity
How did this happen? I'm supposed to be obsessively planning my NaNo plotting to take over the world on behalf of Sylvester Stallone.
Instead I watch this over, and over, and keep trying to find that *beginning*:
I'm working on something fairly insane that is just basically documenting what might possibly be the best week of my fannish life (dramatic much?) While I'm doing that, why don't you all distract me?
Out of utter curiosity, if I was chained up in your attic (I prefer attics, basements are damp and cold, attics theoretically at least have windows), and I had to write you one story, what would you request? (demand?) Or alternatively, what's something you always hoped I'd write but know is never going to happen?
Instead I watch this over, and over, and keep trying to find that *beginning*:
Click to viewI'm working on something fairly insane that is just basically documenting what might possibly be the best week of my fannish life (dramatic much?) While I'm doing that, why don't you all distract me?
Out of utter curiosity, if I was chained up in your attic (I prefer attics, basements are damp and cold, attics theoretically at least have windows), and I had to write you one story, what would you request? (demand?) Or alternatively, what's something you always hoped I'd write but know is never going to happen?