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I did not get kicked out of [livejournal.com profile] writerinadrawer this week! In fact, I made it into the top three, which is a pleasant surprise. Of course, today was the day I got hit with sudden feelings of inadequacy and an utter inability to write at all. Possibly this is because of making it into the top three in WIAD, and this is why we don't ever expect my brain to make sense. I don't get it either.

So, since I can't do anything useful at the moment... I spent most of the night reorganizing my story catalogues on [livejournal.com profile] find_rightbrain so they are actually useful for finding fics. Take a look at the Doctor Who/Torchwood catalogue for reference. It makes me happy.

Putting together the story catalogues with word counts in gave me the opportunity to play with numbers, as I tend to do when they are in front of me to be poked at - I found out that I've written ~71K words of Whoniverse fic.

For comparison, I have ~255K words of RENT fic. Even if you take out the NaNo, and the three or four abandoned works in progress, there's still ~180K words of RENT fic. And to be fair, a whole lot of that is crap, but even so... dear GOD, how was I ever that prolific? I am so very annoyed with myself right now. As well as, you know, the rest of the world. *Sigh*

Also, my back is killing me. This has nothing to do with the rest of the post, but it's to the point where I'm considering breaking out the serious painkillers, and that stuff fucks me up beyond all belief. Mrrh. Not pleased with any of this.

Date: 2009-08-03 02:45 pm (UTC)
ext_25002: The TARDIS on the Plass, in front of the Millennium Centre (S60*M: Waiting for the 4 AM miracle)
From: [identity profile] allfireburns.livejournal.com
I know, I was exactly the same way. God, what the hell happened? It's ridiculous.