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I can have my LIFE back:)
Holy shit. I posted the *insert every expletive known to humankind* story that's been slowly gnawing at my brain for the better part of two weeks now. It's here: http://community.livejournal.com/24_fanfic/304876.html#cutid1
I am so excited, not because I think it's even slightly good, but because I finally worked up the courage to hit the post button and get it the hell out of here. And look -- it even comes with appropriate visual aids! ;)
The next fic I write is going to be 24 one hundred word drabbles based on songs Kay sent me (thanks Kay!). I am beyond stoked by the idea of working on something that is 1) not over nine thousand words long and 2) doesn't have to make sense as a whole.
Remind me never again to write a long fic. Yeah, I'll so forget that resolution over the summer. That's when I should come back and read this post. Now, a return to real life, in which I frantically clean my house and try to catch up on all the details I've been ignoring. The weather here is cold, grey, and gross, I have a million errands to run, Kiefer's probably gonna wind up in the slammer and derail S8, and I'm STILL in a good mood because I can stop thinking about this. Hoosh.
ETA: I just realized I didn't even put in a summary. That's where my brain is right now. hahahahahaha. I'm thinking something along the lines of "This fic is too long for my fragile little mind to summarize. My bad."
I am so excited, not because I think it's even slightly good, but because I finally worked up the courage to hit the post button and get it the hell out of here. And look -- it even comes with appropriate visual aids! ;)
The next fic I write is going to be 24 one hundred word drabbles based on songs Kay sent me (thanks Kay!). I am beyond stoked by the idea of working on something that is 1) not over nine thousand words long and 2) doesn't have to make sense as a whole.
Remind me never again to write a long fic. Yeah, I'll so forget that resolution over the summer. That's when I should come back and read this post. Now, a return to real life, in which I frantically clean my house and try to catch up on all the details I've been ignoring. The weather here is cold, grey, and gross, I have a million errands to run, Kiefer's probably gonna wind up in the slammer and derail S8, and I'm STILL in a good mood because I can stop thinking about this. Hoosh.
ETA: I just realized I didn't even put in a summary. That's where my brain is right now. hahahahahaha. I'm thinking something along the lines of "This fic is too long for my fragile little mind to summarize. My bad."
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Also, what's the rating on the fic? Just checking before I click.
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Tease:-P
Rating? I didn't even think about it. C for Cheesy?
Okay okay. Um. A couple bad words and very minor making out. Pretty unexciting.
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