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Mar 24, 2008 12:33

I'm either sick or have an allergy attack if my runny nose, itchy throat and burning ears are anything to go by. Accourse, I had to soldier on at work because no one wanted to come in for me. Good times.

I'm not happy with the Angela fic I wrote yesterday. She was a lot harder to write for than I thought and it's too wordy. I've got to learn to cut the fat in my stories. No one cares about the hypnotizing paisley design on the wallpaper in Uncle Herman's Toronto cabin bathroom. No one.

Here's a line for the upcoming Richard/Cynthia fic that had me tittering when I thought of it last night:

She had a smart mouth. But, in the right context, a smart mouth on a woman was a great attribute, so Richard let the comment slide.

I think he'd be a little condescending to her. Not because she's a woman, but because she's Hispanic and ask her something offensive like if she washes windows. She'll come back with a heel in his ass a cutting remark of her own about how he's a bloated old white guy who had only ever seen a woman's bare breasts on a Discovery Channel special. Sparks will fly.

Eye appointment at four. I sense glasses in my near future.

under the weather, writing/ficcing, pairing: richard/cynthia, rant, tempting the muse, fandom: silent hill

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