Writing Docket Doesn't Shorten
A/B/O Ladies fic, done! It was a 2K story like I expected. No sex but I kinda liked it as it was.
I have also received my Crossover Exchange assignment and at first I was drawing complete blank for some reason. I've been doodling some charts of possible character crossings and I'm starting to feel more confident about it.
Yuletide is still in research state, which is to say, I'm watching telly. It's a time-honored Yuletide tradition, after all. (The problem is, that the telly watching doesn't have anything to do with the writing, but let's not get hung up on that.)
And Path... Uh. Huh. Hm. I keep writing, but it just doesn't turn out finished. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. It's very frustrating. It's been almost two months since the last chapter, and that's far too long.
Of course I've been distracted with new, shiny stories that keep popping in my sleep-deprived head (suffering a bout of insomnia - more time to write if you skip sleep, but also, muddled brain).
I thought I should write Yuletide fic like ripping of band-aid; one, quick pull and it's done. Brilliant? Mad? Maybe both. Then I have plenty of time to enjoy my least favorite Yuletide thing; looking for beta. Have I told you how sad it makes me? It makes me so sad. No one ever wants to beta for me. Sad.
I have also received my Crossover Exchange assignment and at first I was drawing complete blank for some reason. I've been doodling some charts of possible character crossings and I'm starting to feel more confident about it.
Yuletide is still in research state, which is to say, I'm watching telly. It's a time-honored Yuletide tradition, after all. (The problem is, that the telly watching doesn't have anything to do with the writing, but let's not get hung up on that.)
And Path... Uh. Huh. Hm. I keep writing, but it just doesn't turn out finished. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. It's very frustrating. It's been almost two months since the last chapter, and that's far too long.
Of course I've been distracted with new, shiny stories that keep popping in my sleep-deprived head (suffering a bout of insomnia - more time to write if you skip sleep, but also, muddled brain).
I thought I should write Yuletide fic like ripping of band-aid; one, quick pull and it's done. Brilliant? Mad? Maybe both. Then I have plenty of time to enjoy my least favorite Yuletide thing; looking for beta. Have I told you how sad it makes me? It makes me so sad. No one ever wants to beta for me. Sad.