I mean, really: WOW.
I have written nineteen pages (NOT double-spaced, mind you) for Nanowrimo. That's pretty amazing for me. It's the longest thing I've ever written in my life. Even though it's not near 50000 words, I'm still happy.
On the flippy side, I've got writer's block.
About Me
- Riot Nrrd
- I don't seem to have a self these days. My age changes, my interests change. I always have the lurking feeling that my interest in fashion is wrong/consumerist/materialistic/shallow/frivolous/unfeminist, and I have lost some sleep fretting over this, but, yeah. I have trouble ending my sentences, and a tendency to ramble. "Softcore feminist" "genderfucker" "has dubious grip on reality" "inflated sense of worth" "petty thief"
The Mascot!
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