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apocalypsosSo, TroNoWriMo. (Can't remember who called it that, but BWAH. I love it.)
I was going to scrape together an entirely new story idea, but then I was looking through my files for something and found remainders of the story I started for NaNoWriMo (and never got to finish because my laptop died an untimely death). Now, that story was pretty much all sketched out and had a good number of bits already written, and nowhere in the dare did either one of us state that I had to come up with a new idea.
Of course, most of the stuff is on my laptop, which doesn't have a way to save files to disk (because, and I don't think it needs to be mentioned, it was CRAP), my printer is woefully without ink, which is an extra expense I can't afford before my trip back to PA Labor Day weekend, and I have to get all of the story information off of the laptop before I go home, because I told my brother he could have it no charge and all he'd have to do to get it fixed was pay a friend of our dad to fix it.
So now, I retype. And if I get enough of it done tonight, I get to finish a story I did for The Day After Tomorrow Challenge that I just found and didn't get to finish (God knows it wasn't like I didn't write half a dozen stories for that ... *eye roll*) or I get to write another movie review. Yes, my one-track mind considers a present for writing for a long enough time to be more writing. I'm weird like that.
EDIT: Now she dead from cute.
I was going to scrape together an entirely new story idea, but then I was looking through my files for something and found remainders of the story I started for NaNoWriMo (and never got to finish because my laptop died an untimely death). Now, that story was pretty much all sketched out and had a good number of bits already written, and nowhere in the dare did either one of us state that I had to come up with a new idea.
Of course, most of the stuff is on my laptop, which doesn't have a way to save files to disk (because, and I don't think it needs to be mentioned, it was CRAP), my printer is woefully without ink, which is an extra expense I can't afford before my trip back to PA Labor Day weekend, and I have to get all of the story information off of the laptop before I go home, because I told my brother he could have it no charge and all he'd have to do to get it fixed was pay a friend of our dad to fix it.
So now, I retype. And if I get enough of it done tonight, I get to finish a story I did for The Day After Tomorrow Challenge that I just found and didn't get to finish (God knows it wasn't like I didn't write half a dozen stories for that ... *eye roll*) or I get to write another movie review. Yes, my one-track mind considers a present for writing for a long enough time to be more writing. I'm weird like that.
EDIT: Now she dead from cute.
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Date: 2004-08-29 08:14 pm (UTC)Hee ...
Date: 2004-08-30 04:04 am (UTC)How's that?