Oct 31, 2011 10:58
WOODY'S RIGHT! NOW IS THE PERFECT TIME TO PANIC! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :O
*Maja freezes like a cosmic pause button has been hit*
(Let's rewind, shall we?)
*rewindy montage that ends with me sitting with my lappy last night*
OMJ MY PLOT FOR NANOWRIMO IS SO *AWESOME*! *sparkly-eyed anime face of happy* xD
*plots and plots and plots*
~two hours later in bed~
*weepy/panicked anime face of sad/terror* ;_;/O_O
IT'S NOT ENOUGH. I CANNOT GET 50,000 WORDS OUT OF IT. Maybe 13K, which is a great first act, but where does one go after exonerating oneself of murder? World conquest? Alien invasion? Disneyland?
I AM NOT WRITING A TRAVELOGUE FIC. I FREAKING *HATE* THOSE. >.<
*goes back to weeping* ;_;
~the next morning~
*tries desperately to salvage idea*
I could have him be accused of being a serial killer? He has to prove his innocence three separate times?
~time jump~
OR MAYBE HE REALLY *IS* A SERIAL KILLER! :O
~time jump~
Maybe if I make the main character the President of the United States? *thoughtfully strokes chin*
~time jump~
*in desperation and a bit of madness*
WHAT IF THERE WERE RAPTORS? EVERYONE ON THE INTERNET LOVES RAPTORS! -_-;
~time jump~
I CAN'T DO THIS! I HAVE NO PLOT! IT HASN'T EVEN STARTED AND I HAVE EPIC WRITER'S BLOCK OF DOOM!
*sock puppet I made at about six am that seems to now speak to me of its own accord*
DON'T PANIC, MAJA! YOU CAN DO IT!
*body slams/slaps me*
NO! WOODY'S RIGHT! NOW IS THE PERFECT TIME TO PANIC! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :O
*passes out*
*cries*,
waitwhut?,
there is not enough prozac in the world,
*passes out*,
ohmychuck!,
project: nanowrimo,
rattlers in my stomach,
notquitethinkythoughts,
just when you think it's safe...,
stand back--she might asplode,
halp!,
*hates*,
i can't blame this on alcohol,
*runs screaming into a wall face first*,
escuse me have you seen my marbles?,
wtf maja are you on drugs?,
goals i haz them,
and then? i totally fainted.,
;_;,
brb have to go die now,
*facepalm*,
*bleepitybleepbleep*,
winged bears? it's the end times!,
there are evils in your cheerios!!! =o,
writing is harder than it looks,
i'm sort of freaking out,
bring on the rain!,
reasons i belong in a nuthouse,
*headdesk*