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Nothing, as usual...
So, here I am. Trying to write, but not getting past the second paragraph. Crap. Usually I have a problem with the first sentence, then I'm fine. It looks like my writer's block is spreading. Soon, it will be a full blown disease. Which I guess it has been for the last year and a half, since I haven't written anything in that long...
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So I DID go out...
So, I DID go out and get drunk. And I DID get hit on, but by a guy I've grown up with... sort of. Which was weird, but I'll be better able to evaluate this in the morning.
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God, I need a fucking boyfriend. Or a life. Yeah, a life would be good. I hate this whole, "hibernate/drift through the bad times" routine. Why am I writing this here, and not in my special little journal of mysteries? Eh, I don't know. I'm drinking too much caffeine, I'm on edge, and I want to WRITE, but I have the hardest fucking time even ( Read more... ) -
Fic: The Truth About Cooties (Heroes, Nathan/Peter)
Title: The Truth About Cooties
Author: EponineUndone
Warnings: incest, male/male love, craziness, sap and angst in turns... and rereading this, I must insist the sap is slightly alarming, since I started this more with the intention of a romantic comedy type feel. Be warned. Oh, also I took great liberties with Peter's powers. Oh, well.
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Okay, yeah. Whatever
I just want to WRITE! Why must I learn all this technological voodoo? Blah. Oh, well. The WILL be pretty someday. I'm sure of it.