Stupid writer brain diaries.
Three days of writing in a row and a fic off to beta. Knock on wood, but I think my brain is finally cooperating again. Ah, words, how I have missed you.
It's amusing, how much I angsted over this simple piece of fluff. Not writing for months not only makes it damn near impossible to start again, but also torpedoes my ability to be rational and objective about my own work. I was actually nervous about sending it off to be betaed. Oy. Stupid writer brain.
Writer's Retreat was teh awesome. There was writing and writing talk and entertaining cat waxing and junk food and controlled pyromania and and drunkeness and lampshades on heads and more writing. It was the first retreat of the last two that I've felt any real success coming out of, even though I didn't actually really start writing again until after I got home. But like pollyc said, there's just something great about six writers gathered together, writing. And we did not appear to horrify pollyc or daveamongus with either our usual Feral Writers wackiness, or the drunkeness, so I hope they'll join us again.
It's amusing, how much I angsted over this simple piece of fluff. Not writing for months not only makes it damn near impossible to start again, but also torpedoes my ability to be rational and objective about my own work. I was actually nervous about sending it off to be betaed. Oy. Stupid writer brain.
Writer's Retreat was teh awesome. There was writing and writing talk and entertaining cat waxing and junk food and controlled pyromania and and drunkeness and lampshades on heads and more writing. It was the first retreat of the last two that I've felt any real success coming out of, even though I didn't actually really start writing again until after I got home. But like pollyc said, there's just something great about six writers gathered together, writing. And we did not appear to horrify pollyc or daveamongus with either our usual Feral Writers wackiness, or the drunkeness, so I hope they'll join us again.