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[apocalypsos]

This entire place smells like peppermint patties. No, I have no idea why.

NaNoWriMo has taken over my brain, I swear. I don't know what the hell happened, but all I can think about when I'm not sitting in front of my computer writing is that I should be in front of my computer writing. I keep swearing I'm going to play hooky from work one day and specifically treat working on The Monsters of Minooka like a real job. One eight hour shift, with a real lunch hour and breaks and stuff. If anybody wants to be my annoying NaNoWriMo co-worker with a goofy nickname who constantly drives me nuts, the line starts off to the left. ;)

Then again, at the rate I'm going, I should be done with my 50k a little before the 30th. *crosses fingers* But even if I do finish early, I'm still taking that day off as a present to myself and writing some more. God, I need to finish these things and get them bloody published. *sigh* (I'm not allowed to go back and look at the chapters I've finished anymore, either. I was looking at a couple of the ones from The Monsters of Minooka yesterday and I got the serious urge to edit. No! Bad writer! No donut!)

Meanwhile, my main character is saddled with a failed assassin he's captured who's had his eyeballs accidentally destroyed by Sean's powers, so out of all the options in the world of what to do with the guy, Sean has taken him to Wal-Mart. No, I don't know why yet, although Sean swears there's a good reason and he'll tell me why just as soon as he gets some nachos. And now I roll my eyes -- no pun intended -- 'cause sometimes with these characters, I swear to God I feel like a bloody documentarian. The only difference between me and a committed mental patient right now is the outfit.

*sighs*

*looks around office*

*sighs again*

Write now? *wibble*

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[telaryn.livejournal.com]

NaNoWriMo has taken over my brain, I swear. I don't know what the hell happened, but all I can think about when I'm not sitting in front of my computer writing is that I should be in front of my computer writing.

I can *so* completely relate. I forced myself to take yesterday off for minor things like...oh...clean clothes, and getting reacquainted with my child.

I swear the laptop was flaunting itself at me -- every time I passed it, I had the overwhelming urge to sit down and work on the NaNovel. By 9pm I was suffering from full out shakes, and *had* to sit down and give it an hour (no, really!)

I could have vacuumed my room instead.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I need to do my laundry this week, but all I can think about is that I'd have more NaNoWriMo time to myself if I just bought some new clothes tomorrow. This is how nuts I've gotten.

I'm also thinking of swearing off Borders until the end of the month, too. If I go to Starbucks, I buy myself some chai, sit down, and actually write. If I go to Borders, I get distracted by the pretty books and hardly write at all, if I even get let myself sit down in the cafe. (And no more reading books for the rest of the month, either. Yet another distraction I don't need.)

[runcible.livejournal.com]

TP, have you seen the poster for the new Willy Wonka movie starring Johnny Depp?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Why, yes ... yes, I have. I just haven't gotten to link to the yumminess yet. ;)

[robyn-ma.livejournal.com]

'God, I need to finish these things and get them bloody published.'

apologies if i missed the scene where you talk about it, but have you looked at any of the online publishing services?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't looked for publishers yet. I haven't allowed myself to do anything other than write at the moment.

[robyn-ma.livejournal.com]

when the time comes, lulu seems decent — no exorbitant starting fee, and a reasonable price for an ISBN code (which you need so that it can be sold in bookstores). i'm still looking into it, but so far it seems to kick the shit out of iuniverse, authorhouse, cafepress, and the like.

*completely slacking off of nanowrimo, by the way, and envious of your progress*

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna need those TPS reports by five o'clock, and don't forget the new coversheet. Did you get that memo?

Distract? Moi?

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

Look over there! It's a bunch of big honkin' Incredibles screens! Why, somebody could make icons out of those, I bet, boy howdy! *whistles innocently*

Re: Distract? Moi?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

*glares at you* You realize I'm at work, you know. I can't even make icons instead of writing and feel guilty about it. Now I just have to sit her until nine and pine for my own computer. ;P

I wonder if Marvel's given anybody Logic Manipulation as a mutation yet?

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

It's.. more to pine over? And pining is healthy! Ish!

Re: I wonder if Marvel's given anybody Logic Manipulation as a mutation yet?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

That picture of Violet wearing the headphones and looking at the magazine is just begging to be iconed. *wailsobgnashingofteeth*

Well, at least I'll have a while to come up with a caption for it. *sigh*

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

I couldn't think of a caption for it.. and I stink at adding captions to icons in general, so I usually just go the chintzy "crop resize upload" route, when I make them myself.

[opportunemoment.livejournal.com]

with these characters, I swear to God I feel like a bloody documentarian

Yay, someone else who knows that feeling. You know when you're really ready to be committed when you can just sit in a bored moment and watch them interact with your surroundings. I have vampires. I used to set them on my school teachers a lot... and they tend to play 'Being In Highschool' or 'Being Pirates' with anotherusedpage's medieval psychic soldiers. Yep, we are officially strange...

[illmantrim.livejournal.com]

NaNoWriMo!!!!!!!!!!

ahems

Doesnt know what you mean abou ti taking over yer brain...

not at all...

hides all the writing implements and scribbles around the room

heh?

[jedusor.livejournal.com]

I know exactly how you feel. My characters write themselves sometimes. The problem is when they don't feel like writing and I do. I hate that.