THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
Yesterday, I had a day. I lazed. I angsted about writing. I sat with Nicky for a while. I took a nap. I walked to Starbinx where I failed at writing more, stopped by Whole Foods on the way home to get some petit fours from my mother, sewed to X-Files to a while, then went to my parents' house for dinner.
And for some reason decided to mention all the trouble I've been having with my
help_japan fic, and my difficulties with writing in general.
..and the short version of the story is that MY DAD MADE ME WRITE KIRK/SULU FANFIC -WHICH HE THEN PROOFREAD- BEFORE I COULD LEAVE THE HOUSE.

This really happened.
( And this is the long version, with more yelling (and pictures). )
...he wants to see the rest by Wednesday. I may have to find a very quick way to leave the country.
Yesterday, I had a day. I lazed. I angsted about writing. I sat with Nicky for a while. I took a nap. I walked to Starbinx where I failed at writing more, stopped by Whole Foods on the way home to get some petit fours from my mother, sewed to X-Files to a while, then went to my parents' house for dinner.
And for some reason decided to mention all the trouble I've been having with my
..and the short version of the story is that MY DAD MADE ME WRITE KIRK/SULU FANFIC -WHICH HE THEN PROOFREAD- BEFORE I COULD LEAVE THE HOUSE.
This really happened.
( And this is the long version, with more yelling (and pictures). )
...he wants to see the rest by Wednesday. I may have to find a very quick way to leave the country.