Is it the weekend yet?
Nov. 5th, 2012 04:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
loaded_marchToday, I had to employ my non-existent diplomacy skills. It was very tiring. I'm not suited for mediation. My preferred approach is to take people's heads and bash them together until they do what they're supposed to be doing, all the while telling them in excruciating detail how moronic they're being, but that's apparently not allowed.
How ridiculously inefficient.
In other news, as of now, I added 1,500 words to last week's sad tally of 3,000 for Part 11. There may be more writing later today if puppy-cuddles restore my brain functions.
Incidentally, is it a bad sign if, while writing those 1,500 words, I started tearing up and sobbing?
Yeah, I thought so.
How ridiculously inefficient.
In other news, as of now, I added 1,500 words to last week's sad tally of 3,000 for Part 11. There may be more writing later today if puppy-cuddles restore my brain functions.
Incidentally, is it a bad sign if, while writing those 1,500 words, I started tearing up and sobbing?
Yeah, I thought so.
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Date: 2012-11-06 04:58 am (UTC)Glad as I am to hear about the word count (whoo! go you!) the tearing up and sobbing bit makes me want to run for cover and hide...although considering the cliff hanger and the end of part ten, I suppose a little more heartbreak is unavoidable. Still!
Aren't puppy cuddles just the best? Hopefully they restore your brain functions to their full capacity :)