The world may now end because I enjoyed the Friends clipshow more than the finale. Meh.
I got a job interview! Whoohooo! At the country radio station! Ack! Am now obsessively listening to country music in case they ask me something about it at the interview. I am not enjoying myself but the job pays well and is full time and would be really, really fun.
Last night I hit page 20 on a fic I've been working on forever. I really, really want it to end now, except the past twenty pages have merely been prologue to the issues I think I want to write about. 20 pages is really long. And, the whole thing has been proved moot (or moo, if you're Joey. Hee!) by season seven since I started it last fall before certain . . . factions had a falling out. So suddenly it diverts radically from canon just after Daniel descends. Oh! And I'm suddenly questioning characterization. I like what I've got, I just need to articulate more clearly why people are doing what they're doing. And I feel like I need to get it done soon, before I actually have to work and can't stay up late writing.
Wow. That was a long boring paragraph about my writerly insecurities. This is what happens when I spend all day writing cover letters.
I got a job interview! Whoohooo! At the country radio station! Ack! Am now obsessively listening to country music in case they ask me something about it at the interview. I am not enjoying myself but the job pays well and is full time and would be really, really fun.
Last night I hit page 20 on a fic I've been working on forever. I really, really want it to end now, except the past twenty pages have merely been prologue to the issues I think I want to write about. 20 pages is really long. And, the whole thing has been proved moot (or moo, if you're Joey. Hee!) by season seven since I started it last fall before certain . . . factions had a falling out. So suddenly it diverts radically from canon just after Daniel descends. Oh! And I'm suddenly questioning characterization. I like what I've got, I just need to articulate more clearly why people are doing what they're doing. And I feel like I need to get it done soon, before I actually have to work and can't stay up late writing.
Wow. That was a long boring paragraph about my writerly insecurities. This is what happens when I spend all day writing cover letters.