Nov. 7th, 2005

slashy: (nanowrimo blue)
::splat::

::nudge::

::flush::

that was the sound of NaNoWriMo falling flat on its face, squishing into an irrecognizable blob, me tried to bring it back to life and finally giving up and flushing it down the toilet.

The death was hard, drawn out and painful. I shudder as I remember trying to fucking type one more word and ending up deleting half in a i-can't-go-anywhere-with-this panic/hysterics.

I'm a slow typer, my wrist is developing carpal-tunnel like syndromes and the muse doesn't like orig characters. Hee... Such FUN! ::head-desk::

I lasted a week, got a little over 500 words written, and have suffered from a selective case of writer's block.

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