I do this to myself every single year. I get, like, a month or more to write a stupid holiday fic and what do I do? Leave it to the very last possible second to get it done. WOE.
I am speaking, of course, about my
oz_magi story. I just...it won't...there's not...it won't come. COME, WORDS! COME, SEMI-COHERENT PLOT! Right now I got nothin'. Hell, I even have a Mulder/Krycek idea! But Keller and Beecher must have hung sheets over the wall of their pod because they're not speaking to me, dammit.
Procrastinating....