I THINK IM DED

[mhalachaiswords]

OH MY GOD PEOPLE I just finished a nine-hour day because it's deadline and my supervisor went home sick at 2 because after all, I could do it all (true) and now it's all done but OH MY GOD i only have 238 words for my ficathon entry and WHY DOES LIFE ALWAYS DO THIS TO MEEEEE?

so now I must write like a mofo.

This was me today:

Comments

[websandwhiskers]

I's sorry you iz ded.

I hear that chocolate cures teh ded.

[mhalachaiswords]

Mmm. food. I had lunch 7 hours ago.

I'm at 2100 words. Almost done.

[websandwhiskers]

Cool. What's the fandom?

[mhalachaiswords]

Torchwood and Bones. My first Bones fic. Nothing like diving into a fandom with both feet.

Although I can't feel my right hand. over 2,000 words in 80 minutes. Also, ow my brain.

[deepfishy]

Yay :D. Go you!

*cheers*

[stargatewtchr]

I am so willing to wait a few more days for good writing. I love the mix of NCIS and Atlantis. I just wanna know, whats up with Tony? Is Sheppard gonna haul off and kick his ass? I know Ziva can do all by her self... but man, i just want a confrontation between the two.

[flingslass]

I'm patient. After all, I haven't harrassed you for more Physics of the Spin :D