Ugh.

[apocalypsos]

There's nothing like my third week of overtime in a row to make me feel like the completely unsuccessful writer I am.

Yes, I'm having a wee little pity party. On the plus side, my pity parties have cheesecake. Imaginary cheesecake, but cheesecake nonetheless.

Comments

[hawklaw.livejournal.com]

Look at the bright side - you can eat the cheesecake with a There Is No Spoon.

[gehayi.livejournal.com]

Here, have an imaginary Black Forest sundae--chocolate fudge ice cream, raspberry topping and whipped cream sprinkled with chunks of chocolate brownies.

[hannahrorlove.livejournal.com]

I've got roasted peaches with amaretto and honey to bring to the pity party. Because my writing mojo has gone and left no fowarding address.