My word count for Monday - and the first hour and a half of Tuesday.
On my novel; 1,802 words, drawn from my body in a process not unlike disembowelling; three and three-quarter hours of pain, fear and suffering.
On my current TS fic; 2, 197 fragrant, fluffy, lemon-scented words; painlessly birthed in two hours and ten minutes of total joy and sitting-on-a-cloud-like loveliness.
So, what's going on there, then?
Anyone would think I didn't want to write thisbloody nightmare book novel (perish the thought!).
On my current TS fic; 2, 197 fragrant, fluffy, lemon-scented words; painlessly birthed in two hours and ten minutes of total joy and sitting-on-a-cloud-like loveliness.
So, what's going on there, then?
Anyone would think I didn't want to write this
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I'm past the worst bit, now. On the last chapter and made a good start today. The fic's coming along rather nicely, too.
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:;provides more nekkidness:: *g*
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::Pants in an alarming fashion::
Ah me, oh my. My partner used to look like that, once upon a distant time. Happy days.
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Turns the lights down low, light a couple of candles - squint a little... *g*