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t bangs head on key board
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Half a page down, four and a half to go!!
t bangs head on key board
that won't help any. Might break the keyboard. Then you'll have to write it out long hand.
t /no help
Good. What was whitefonted was the first smartass gets to write my paper.
5 pages, Chicago style, "Bloody Sunday, March 7, 1965, Selma, Alabama" Go.
No takers?
Give me till next week?
It was due yesterday, but I got an extension until tomorrow. Thing is, I chose the topic because I wanted to learn more about it and I love what I've found out, but I'm tired. And I don't want to write it. I want to go cuddle up with my nice, warm husband and go to sleep.
Sorry, babe. Can't help you there.
Can you write a very rough outline, go to bed (with snuggling), and set the alarm super-early to finish it?
c'mere Joe. She says I get to cuddle with you Chicago style in 5 places while singing U2 songs or something.
Yikes! Who can guess what site new guy to Texas just bookmarked?
I know she's not heading for Dallas, but the headline said "warnings for Texas". Panic? what? me? NOOOOOoooo!
Well... I wrote a completely random conversation that had been tickling at the edges of my brain between two characters that if it happens, will be much later in the story. It's almost five hundred words of pure dialogue, but it's something. Then I went to the end of what I currently had and started writing without even going back and looking at what came before it. Another almost five hundred words. It might be crap, but you know, I can fix crap. I can't fix a blank page.
And it's something. I'd keep going, except I'm about to faceplant in the keyboard.