posted by
ladyslvr at 04:56pm on 21/11/2004
Because I'm almost 20,000 words behind on NaNo and have a stack of essays to grade that's well over 5 inches high--Not to mention 68 journals and a new batch of essays on Monday. Where did I leave my brain?--
Gakked from
sage_theory:
If there is any question you would like to ask me about any one of my fics, then go ahead! What I meant by a particular line, why I chose that characterisation, what I was listening to as I wrote, what crack I was taking and where you can get some ... anything. Anything you might like to know about how I wrote a fic, I shall do my best to answer.
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I have misplaced one of the characters in my NaNo novel. If anyone knows where he might be, please AIM me.
Gakked from
If there is any question you would like to ask me about any one of my fics, then go ahead! What I meant by a particular line, why I chose that characterisation, what I was listening to as I wrote, what crack I was taking and where you can get some ... anything. Anything you might like to know about how I wrote a fic, I shall do my best to answer.
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I have misplaced one of the characters in my NaNo novel. If anyone knows where he might be, please AIM me.
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I feel your grading pain. Actually, it's making me feel better about having to read elementary student's answers to the question What do you like best about Thanksgiving and selecting the one's that haven't gone in the last two weeks that tickle my fancy (or at this point are handily under the cursor) for the kid's page.
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Grrrr.
I joined a local writers' workshop/group thingie, thinking that I could finally have some real life impetus to write fiction. So far it's been anything but. I can deal with the assignments for each meeting, though I'd rather bring in whatever I'm working on at the moment. (Sorry, but I have no pressing urge to write a poem about winter.) I wrote last meeting's assignment the hour before it was due. It was just like being back in high school.
To make it worse, the organizers of this thing decided that we should be encouraging writing in the community, so they planned a contest for anyone in the Southwestern corner of Wisconsin: in 500 words or less, "What I Am Thankful For". We spent almost the entire last meeting judging the hundreds of entries. I left ready to kill someone. Not only is that the most trite essay topic in America, but there wasn't a single original essay amongst the entries. It's bad enough having to get paid for grading; now I'm paying to be the grader.
Be careful that you don't add to the kids' page and the obits at the same time.
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As for the fanfic meme, I'm afraid that I don't have any questions. I've got a comment, though. This snippet from "The Atropos Project" is laugh-out-loud funny. Love it! :)