Dreidel, Chapter 3
Sep. 10th, 2006 03:23 pmDreidel, Chapter Three
1/ Why is it, the one time I make my excuses in advance for not replying to comments is the one time I actually reply to all of them?
2/ HTF did it get to be September already? Got my Seasonal Spuffy date and thought crap, that's only a couple of weeks away. (I didn't really think crap, but I don't want to expose you all to my potty mouthed inner monologue.) Then actually looked at the date, my God that's less than a week away. Where did the summer go? Why do I write so slowly? Was very nervous about signing up for a ficathon, though I really wanted to, 'cause I suck with deadlines, then I got caught up with writing Dreidel which wouldn't do for my contribution because it's half stolen and nowhere near finished, and half writing shorts because I have the kind of mind that wanders that way and now I don't even know which one I should try and finish. Why did I sign up for window A? A is such a stupid letter.
3/ My home computer is knackered. Every few days it will deign to work for a couple of hours then switch itself off without warning, this isn't really an impediment to writing for me because I'm a biro girl at heart (fountain pen, quill, whatever, the less technology the better), but I can't post scribblings. Turns out I was stupid to think I wouldn't have internet access at the moment, been staying in my Dad's flat in Kings Cross which they're trying to sell and if you don't mind braving the pushers and prostitutes there's all night internet access just round the corner. It's not the same. Great place for checking your email, not a good place for writing, especially if you tend to say things outloud without realising it if you get to concentrating too hard.
4/ Here's Chapter Four of Dreidel
( Chapter Three )
1/ Why is it, the one time I make my excuses in advance for not replying to comments is the one time I actually reply to all of them?
2/ HTF did it get to be September already? Got my Seasonal Spuffy date and thought crap, that's only a couple of weeks away. (I didn't really think crap, but I don't want to expose you all to my potty mouthed inner monologue.) Then actually looked at the date, my God that's less than a week away. Where did the summer go? Why do I write so slowly? Was very nervous about signing up for a ficathon, though I really wanted to, 'cause I suck with deadlines, then I got caught up with writing Dreidel which wouldn't do for my contribution because it's half stolen and nowhere near finished, and half writing shorts because I have the kind of mind that wanders that way and now I don't even know which one I should try and finish. Why did I sign up for window A? A is such a stupid letter.
3/ My home computer is knackered. Every few days it will deign to work for a couple of hours then switch itself off without warning, this isn't really an impediment to writing for me because I'm a biro girl at heart (fountain pen, quill, whatever, the less technology the better), but I can't post scribblings. Turns out I was stupid to think I wouldn't have internet access at the moment, been staying in my Dad's flat in Kings Cross which they're trying to sell and if you don't mind braving the pushers and prostitutes there's all night internet access just round the corner. It's not the same. Great place for checking your email, not a good place for writing, especially if you tend to say things outloud without realising it if you get to concentrating too hard.
4/ Here's Chapter Four of Dreidel
( Chapter Three )