So I just got compared to Misao for the first time in my life ever. Huh.
Has been a ... productive day. Never got around to scrubbing the kitchen, but I did get a lot of work sorting and indexing doujinshi. So close to being done now, and I got the new mirror communities on Dreamwidth all set up to go, woo! I get oddly productive on stuff when I can't seem to write or draw.
I need to get working on my bigbang, although I seem to have this process down where I write something, hate it, write something, hate it, write something, trash it, and then crank the 15k+ out two days before the first draft is due in. Also, this idea I'm percolating on is more complicated each time I poke at it. (Incidentally, Kenshin, honey, no, you are not allowed to be in this FMA fic. This is not mashup, where you can get away with that, this is regular old set-in-Amestris FMA fic and if you turn up out of Xing I'm going to set your face on fire.)
Has been a ... productive day. Never got around to scrubbing the kitchen, but I did get a lot of work sorting and indexing doujinshi. So close to being done now, and I got the new mirror communities on Dreamwidth all set up to go, woo! I get oddly productive on stuff when I can't seem to write or draw.
I need to get working on my bigbang, although I seem to have this process down where I write something, hate it, write something, hate it, write something, trash it, and then crank the 15k+ out two days before the first draft is due in. Also, this idea I'm percolating on is more complicated each time I poke at it. (Incidentally, Kenshin, honey, no, you are not allowed to be in this FMA fic. This is not mashup, where you can get away with that, this is regular old set-in-Amestris FMA fic and if you turn up out of Xing I'm going to set your face on fire.)