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whitereflectionYesterday I got the most *awesome* comment on one three eight one three. It's the sort of comment that I'll be lucky to get again, really. I mean, maybe someday, but I wouldn't gamble on it. And it verifies what I was muttering about the other day: that particular fic through just sheer cosmic magic clicked like my writing never has before, and probably won't again. The current thing, it simply doesn't have that punch, that sharp *zing* to it. It doesn't happen if you--or at least me--try for it, you just realize after that it has.
And I dunno where I'm going with this. Just a sort of feeling of wow that I was capable of something cool, and a frustration that my current thing doesn't have the same oomph. Also I'm just kinda irritable so I'm grousing for the sake of doing so. :| Sorry. Not sure why all of a sudden I'm so stressy and RAR. Making a bigger deal out of time crunches and deadlines than I should I suppose, and being all mentally AUGH*flail* about it. Note that instead of doing something to counteract it, I'm instead whining here. :|
Crammed in maybe a half hour of editing this morning, but had to do a grocery trip before the DnD game--which of course not just took all day, but ran an hour long. And then having to deal with cat care after getting back...hence it's 8 and I *should* get back to editing but good god, I just don't want to. So I won't. But I'll feel pissy at myself for not. And stress that I need to get edits finished by tomorrow evening absolute latest. Rar rar.
Why'm I so tired. Things I *should* be doing, but instead I want to go hide under a blanket and/or sleep. Gee, wonder what'll win.
And I dunno where I'm going with this. Just a sort of feeling of wow that I was capable of something cool, and a frustration that my current thing doesn't have the same oomph. Also I'm just kinda irritable so I'm grousing for the sake of doing so. :| Sorry. Not sure why all of a sudden I'm so stressy and RAR. Making a bigger deal out of time crunches and deadlines than I should I suppose, and being all mentally AUGH*flail* about it. Note that instead of doing something to counteract it, I'm instead whining here. :|
Crammed in maybe a half hour of editing this morning, but had to do a grocery trip before the DnD game--which of course not just took all day, but ran an hour long. And then having to deal with cat care after getting back...hence it's 8 and I *should* get back to editing but good god, I just don't want to. So I won't. But I'll feel pissy at myself for not. And stress that I need to get edits finished by tomorrow evening absolute latest. Rar rar.
Why'm I so tired. Things I *should* be doing, but instead I want to go hide under a blanket and/or sleep. Gee, wonder what'll win.
