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allfireburnsMy hair is short now. I like it a lot, and it is no longer A) on my neck and annoying me or B) way too hot. Yaaay!
I'm at Panera Bread at the moment. With coffee and Evie and Harmony (who is our NaNo buddy and kind of awesome), making an effort to catch up on my word count. I'm about two days behind schedule at the moment. Jaqui or Evie (one of those two) found an awesome thing that will annoy you if you stop writing. Or delete your words if you stop writing. It's surprisingly helpful.
The plot's still doing what I expected it to at this point, but I can see the end of it twisting away from my original plans from here. This is a good thing. Plus, soon I get to play with the constants. Well, two of them. The constants are the reason I started playing with this verse in the first place. As you all know, I've got a thing for crazy immortals. It's almost as bad as my thing for angels. *Gleefits*
Though those of you who are reading it, please remind me when I get there that this is not the Epic Love Story of River and Lindsay. It's just not.
Aaaaand now I'm going to go back to writing. Playing catch-up is not as much fun as being ahead, and I would like to remember how being ahead feels.
I'm at Panera Bread at the moment. With coffee and Evie and Harmony (who is our NaNo buddy and kind of awesome), making an effort to catch up on my word count. I'm about two days behind schedule at the moment. Jaqui or Evie (one of those two) found an awesome thing that will annoy you if you stop writing. Or delete your words if you stop writing. It's surprisingly helpful.
The plot's still doing what I expected it to at this point, but I can see the end of it twisting away from my original plans from here. This is a good thing. Plus, soon I get to play with the constants. Well, two of them. The constants are the reason I started playing with this verse in the first place. As you all know, I've got a thing for crazy immortals. It's almost as bad as my thing for angels. *Gleefits*
Though those of you who are reading it, please remind me when I get there that this is not the Epic Love Story of River and Lindsay. It's just not.
Aaaaand now I'm going to go back to writing. Playing catch-up is not as much fun as being ahead, and I would like to remember how being ahead feels.
