Awesom iz as Chazzie duz
May. 27th, 2015 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceI wouldn't (dare to) say I had it back, but I may at least have dug my mojo out from the dark tunnel where it's been lurking. I expect it'll bite me now, but hey. Mojo!
Monday, as you know, I wrote 2.5K and cut 1.5 of not-the-same-K.
Tuesday, I cut another K and submitted that story <12hrs past the deadline, and the sky fell not upon my head.
But I have another deadline, which is mechanically fixed at the end of this month and cannot be pleaded with, negotiated, wheedled; which would have proved impossible, except that I have an unfinished story from long and long ago, which may actually work. Except that the unfinished portion was almost 11K yesterday afternoon, and the limit for this new deadline is 7.5.
So yesterday I read what I had and scribbled all over, and then Jeannie and I went up to the city to see A Little Night Music. She gets to marry the miller's son, for I am married already.
And today I worked through that scribbled MS, and cut near 4.5K from it, so I have at least a little room to move; and I think I know where the story wants to go, which I didn't before (hence "unfinished", for years'n'years - but I do love how stories stay fresh in the deep-freeze of my mind, even though that means I have to keep it dark and bitter chill in there).
So yay me, and tomorrow I get to write more newstuff, and we see if I do actually have mojo.
Meanwhile it's mac-and-cheese for dinner, by particular request. Okey-doke, then.
Monday, as you know, I wrote 2.5K and cut 1.5 of not-the-same-K.
Tuesday, I cut another K and submitted that story <12hrs past the deadline, and the sky fell not upon my head.
But I have another deadline, which is mechanically fixed at the end of this month and cannot be pleaded with, negotiated, wheedled; which would have proved impossible, except that I have an unfinished story from long and long ago, which may actually work. Except that the unfinished portion was almost 11K yesterday afternoon, and the limit for this new deadline is 7.5.
So yesterday I read what I had and scribbled all over, and then Jeannie and I went up to the city to see A Little Night Music. She gets to marry the miller's son, for I am married already.
And today I worked through that scribbled MS, and cut near 4.5K from it, so I have at least a little room to move; and I think I know where the story wants to go, which I didn't before (hence "unfinished", for years'n'years - but I do love how stories stay fresh in the deep-freeze of my mind, even though that means I have to keep it dark and bitter chill in there).
So yay me, and tomorrow I get to write more newstuff, and we see if I do actually have mojo.
Meanwhile it's mac-and-cheese for dinner, by particular request. Okey-doke, then.