I hate when this happens
Had a long and irritating morning but by the time I left work I was cheerfully writing scenes for my newest fic in my head. Anxious to get home so I can commit them to print. I get in, shower, sit down in front of the computer, type for ten minutes, and then all of a sudden the entire weight of the day hits the back of my neck and I can't put a sentence together. Can't even really remember the dozens I came up with this afternoon.
Ugh.
Jotted down a vague sense of what I wanted, the dialogue lines that I'd structure the scene around, and I'll rebuild it when I'm less exhausted. But it's frustrating as hell.
(I deserve a reprieve, I suppose; I wrote 5500 words on a new fic yesterday, in addition to posting Sovereignty.)
ETA: Should note, I'm too exhausted to even READ fic right now, my reading comprehension is shot to shit. Gonna curl up in front of some Futurama eps or something with dinner, then go to bed.
Ugh.
Jotted down a vague sense of what I wanted, the dialogue lines that I'd structure the scene around, and I'll rebuild it when I'm less exhausted. But it's frustrating as hell.
(I deserve a reprieve, I suppose; I wrote 5500 words on a new fic yesterday, in addition to posting Sovereignty.)
ETA: Should note, I'm too exhausted to even READ fic right now, my reading comprehension is shot to shit. Gonna curl up in front of some Futurama eps or something with dinner, then go to bed.