I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. Tired. : comments.
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So part of your New Year's ressies must be to be an inspiration to slumps like me, hmmm? Disciplined writing, novels, sequels, plots. I hang my head in shame... I'm lucky to just make the damn coffee most days, much less tea (green, sort-of; which I would rather have, as a matter of philosophy, than coffee), although you'd think making tea wouldn't be that much bigger a challenge than making coffee, would you? Ah, well. I'm becoming resigned to the fact that the ability to make *anything* about ten times more difficult than it needs to be is my newest direction in life. ::rolls eyes at self::
Still, you give me hope. I get more Rainbows.
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Hahahahahahaaa! Oh man... If you only knew... ::slopes off giggling to self::
you'd think making tea wouldn't be that much bigger a challenge than making coffee, would you?
Now, you see - I find making coffee, which I love, much more of an effort, than making tea, which I mostly drink (I love green, too). Coffee involves all that messing around with equipment and terrifying water under pressure and stuff. With tea, you pour boiling water on some leaves - what could be simpler?
Still, you give me hope. I get more Rainbows.
Hmmm. Well, I hope you're not counting the days because it'll be a while yet. I still only have the basic idea for the plot; nothing fleshy, nothing pert or rounded about it so far. And I still have another Moonridge tale, that's about 1/3 written, to pick up and finish before I even start. )o:
How about you? Anything new on the cards? Hmmm? Hmmm? (Sorry. I'm starting to sound like the First Doctor - who, you'll notice - no one EVER slashes! (o:
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Okay, just realized how *bad* that sounded. I'm not quite ashamed enough of myself to kick the fingers over to the delete key, but sheesh.
Nah, not REALLY trying to pressure you about Rainbows. I CAN be (occasionally) patient. And since I don't have a flippin' clue about what -- if anything -- I'm actually gonna write next (playing with a couple of things, but they're mostly of the sort that I don't have the chops to write yet, and may NEVER have the chops to write), I can hardly sit here and try to guilt you out.
::blushes and admits to possibly highly embarrassing ignorance:: First Doctor? Don't know that reference...
And hey, good luck with your Transition -- may your Internet Provider be all that you hope for, and more; and may you not have to be offline for too long (I don't know about you, but I had withdrawal symptoms all day long Saturday from making myself stay away),
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Hmmm. ::rubs chin in a ponderous fashion:: that sounds very intriguing...
Oh, nothing to be embarassed about; it's Doctor Who, is all. I thought everyone was watching it now that it's become so trendy (o: The First Doc (or One) was an old man with long, white hair who looked like he'd really be much happier in his slippers, feet up, listening to a bakelite radio tuned to the Home Service (I hope that's not all hopelessly obscure???) Basically, an old man who looks like he probably smells a bit funny and is decidedly NON SLASHABLE (IMO). Unlike some of his later incarnations... ::goes to happy place::