I got into the office at 7:15 and didn't stop working until 4:30. I even missed lunch.

It's days like this when I wonder why I ever looked at a computer, much less made them my career.

It's not really writers' block so much as apathy and distraction.

I hereby resolve not to start another long fic without at least a rudimentary outline and knowing who done it and how to prove it.

When you can't write a scene until you look up some bit of information like how fast a horse can gallop at its top speed and how much distance it can cover at that speed. And what distance it could cover in a given time at endurance riding speeds (at least 10 km/h ( Read more... )

I left my flash drive at home.

And I had a couple of hundred words of the next part of "The Experts" written, too.

Guess I won't get to goof off writing today.

My life is consumed with work instead of writing ( Read more... )