random sga squeeing, very rambly
Okay, days off good. Days off spending long periods of time being completely unproductive--also good. No laundry was done. No cleaning, no dusting, no thoughts of the future I should be mapping out or even so much as clipping a single solitary fingernail that just might have a hangnail. Oh no. I read *fic*. And also, re-watching SGA eps to
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I knock over 3 wip's
and ideas for more
pop up in my grey matter store
I love fanfiction so much
so many facets I want to touch
but beta I be lacking
and too often I'm just sacking
spur of the moment twists
I'm wringing my wrists
shaking and a quaking
there's defininely no mistaking
a nervous breakdown in sight!
when I post I'm high as a kite
but mostly I'm just so low
because I'm iceberg slow
Would Lex say that?
Could Clark get fat?
What if? is a constant exploration
but I'm teetering on desperation
future fic, first time, AU
and What Would Lex Do?
I'll whine, and bitch
as I write another half-inch
watching as snails pass me by
is it painful? Hari Kari?
I could blame writer's block
but it'd be a huge crock
cause the ideas keep invading
my fingertips keep straining
plot line takes pages to explain
and then the fans will start to complain
I would too, want to hex
"120 pages and they haven't had sex!"
I had a battle plan I did
It got warped like a circus kid
and the Monsters roar to be fed
I write till explodith my head
no end coming close in sight
is to a novice quite a fright
I had a point to this...
Short attention span: don't diss!
While I'm limping along now
and beating my sweaty brow
Any advice to a nervous ear?
How would you kick it in high gear?
Because, not gay, still want to deposit
my fiction, away, bottom of the closet!
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