I've got a good chunk of chapter four, but I just don't know where I'm going from there, and the pressure isn't helping any. 50000 words just doesn't seem plausible for me. Before I started all that kept bumping around in my head was the stupid story, and now my brain wants to write Alias fic. *rolls eyes* That's it, with possibly a JAG and a Charmed on the side.
And I'm sitting here laughing pathetically at myself, because I can't even do anything with the one mediocre talent I have except violate a bunch of copyright laws.
I am so totally lost if you couldn't tell.
My head hurts, and it's just about to implode from all the thinking and the worrying and the stress. I just can't do this anymore. I want to shut down and not give a rat's ass anymore. In so many ways I already don't.
But people still care about me, and they won't leave me alone, and then I have to think some more, and I just can't.
Meh - January 26, 2005
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I Give the World the Finger - July 27, 2004