I greatly dislike editing my own writing.
Sometimes it is okay, and sometimes I get into that head space where I over-think every single verb and punctuation mark, every adjective and pronoun.
Which sucks, let me tell you.
Dear Brain,
Just stop.
Thank you kindly,
Me
Also, Mom took out a chunk of her finger at work today. :( Not a huge chunk, but still. Don't let anyone tell you being a florist isn't a dangerous job.
ETA: Began another fic. Guess how it starts? SOMEONE IS UP AGAINST A WALL. Hello, my good friend predictability. ;)
Sometimes it is okay, and sometimes I get into that head space where I over-think every single verb and punctuation mark, every adjective and pronoun.
Which sucks, let me tell you.
Dear Brain,
Just stop.
Thank you kindly,
Me
Also, Mom took out a chunk of her finger at work today. :( Not a huge chunk, but still. Don't let anyone tell you being a florist isn't a dangerous job.
ETA: Began another fic. Guess how it starts? SOMEONE IS UP AGAINST A WALL. Hello, my good friend predictability. ;)
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Date: 2010-05-15 02:31 pm (UTC)Hee! I rather doubt you'll be getting any complaints. :D
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Date: 2010-05-15 08:43 pm (UTC)They keep ending up against walls on the show. I'm just...following that trend. ;D
Also, hee! Your icon!
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Date: 2010-05-15 09:12 pm (UTC)(And that icon is fabulous, isn't it? It's by
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Date: 2010-05-16 03:24 pm (UTC)