-_-
*prods inbox*
Empty inboxes are so bloody depressing.
And despite my best efforts, I have only managed to drag Quindlemire forward (kicking and screaming blue murder, may I add) by 931 words in the past three days. And they're hardly a particularly good 931 words. I think I'll finish this bloody scene and hurriedly go and concentrate on someone other than the RedSmuts, because Ember is pissing me off.
My mother's hairdresser thinks I should be a model O.o
[/random ego boost for the day]
Empty inboxes are so bloody depressing.
And despite my best efforts, I have only managed to drag Quindlemire forward (kicking and screaming blue murder, may I add) by 931 words in the past three days. And they're hardly a particularly good 931 words. I think I'll finish this bloody scene and hurriedly go and concentrate on someone other than the RedSmuts, because Ember is pissing me off.
My mother's hairdresser thinks I should be a model O.o
[/random ego boost for the day]
