I finished the first draft of the Dean/Castiel fic that was giving me anxiety! It stopped giving me anxiety Wednesday night, too, so that's a good thing. At least, I think it is. Either that or my brain went, "Oh, screw it," and stopped caring. ::shrug::
It's the longest creative thing I've finished, besides the play. And it's really not that long, in the grand scheme of things, but it means something to me personally that I was able to complete something over 500 words.
Now I've just battled with the printer (and won; though judging from the ink blots on the paper, I think there may have been casualties on the opposing side) and will edit it before sending it off to
ginnith. If I get this along with the newspaper article finished today, she'll either be harassed all weekend or left alone because I'm distracted. Because it looks like tomorrow I'm going to Grand Coulee. Exciting road-trip!
It's the longest creative thing I've finished, besides the play. And it's really not that long, in the grand scheme of things, but it means something to me personally that I was able to complete something over 500 words.
Now I've just battled with the printer (and won; though judging from the ink blots on the paper, I think there may have been casualties on the opposing side) and will edit it before sending it off to