You ever have those times when you just. can't. write? I'm there. It's spring break, I have all the time in the fucking world, and I've got writer's block. Nothing I'm typing is making me happy.
Why is it that when I'm godawful busy I have all the plot bunnies a girl could want, and when I'm not there are no bunnies to be seen?
t /aimless, frustrating rant in inappropriate thread
Don't worry, sa, you're not alone. I type and type, certain that it's all dreck, and only stubbornness keeps me from hitting the delete key. Then I go through my files and see all the stuff I want to do, and I think "No time, no time!" Feh.
You ever have those times when you just. can't. write?
Yes. My current productiveness can all be traced to my imminent coursework deadline.
Feh.
Wrod.
Catching up, catching up....
Deb, I love your Darla. Very good bored, distant powerful woman voice.
Damn, Fay. Your Dru makes me giddy and trembly inside.
Oh, Anne. Ohohoh. So sad.
"What are you expecting me to do, strip you naked and look for a secret disk drive?"
BWAH! Thank you, Am.
My current productiveness can all be traced to my imminent coursework deadline.
Mine seems to be about equally affected whether I'm doing coursework or not. Oy.
SA, this is tragic and potentially unacceptable. Is there anything we can do to help? Some sort of "poke in the arse with a creative salad fork" sort of thing?
Is there anything we can do to help? Some sort of "poke in the arse with a creative salad fork" sort of thing?
Hm. I don't know. Objective bystanders could tell me if the few paras I've written are dren or not.
"poke in the arse with a creative salad fork"
Got a plot bunny we can feed carrots and lettuce to?
Edit: very happy to be an objective bystander.
I'm a perfectly objective bystander, SA.
Maybe I need to do some more with that somewhat post-apocalyptic Xander/Wesley bunny that hopped up and wiggled its shared-shower-scene nose at me.
Or there's Ethan and Giles in China.
edited because I know the bloody difference between it's and its