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Unwell most of this week, whether from allergy+lack of sleep due to allergy=total knackeredness, or the cold/flu/whatever bug that's been trying to sink its teeth in for the last few days on top of that. I have absolutely had enough of my sinuses right about now.
Finished Haven superhero!AU fic. Finished typing it also, which is a plus at the moment. 18,000 words. Not really writing a sequel to that yet. Back on the Duke/Nathan thing I was writing prior to that. Wish I had a plot. This one exists mostly because I need to further address the situation raised in the first fic (which my working title for will spoil the big reveal so you're not getting it, but it might end up being called 'Pinocchio Is Bleeding' if I can stop wincing whenever I think about calling it that) and it has a cracky Trouble which is currently refusing to resolve into an actual plot.
I seem to have told all sorts of people that I'm gonna write X and Y and maybe some Z as well and all of that is still sort of hovering back there, it's just I have a pool of about half a dozen ideas at any one time and it's always down to the state of my brain as to what gets picked up next.
Also, when I can't focus on writing lately, I seem to end up making gifs for Tumblr. Possibly I would do more writing if I left the PC alone and focused on my notebooks*.
* Like actual notebooks with paper in them. Weird, I know.
Finished Haven superhero!AU fic. Finished typing it also, which is a plus at the moment. 18,000 words. Not really writing a sequel to that yet. Back on the Duke/Nathan thing I was writing prior to that. Wish I had a plot. This one exists mostly because I need to further address the situation raised in the first fic (which my working title for will spoil the big reveal so you're not getting it, but it might end up being called 'Pinocchio Is Bleeding' if I can stop wincing whenever I think about calling it that) and it has a cracky Trouble which is currently refusing to resolve into an actual plot.
I seem to have told all sorts of people that I'm gonna write X and Y and maybe some Z as well and all of that is still sort of hovering back there, it's just I have a pool of about half a dozen ideas at any one time and it's always down to the state of my brain as to what gets picked up next.
Also, when I can't focus on writing lately, I seem to end up making gifs for Tumblr. Possibly I would do more writing if I left the PC alone and focused on my notebooks*.
* Like actual notebooks with paper in them. Weird, I know.