--but the din in my head, it's too much and it's no good--

[leahbobet]

This week has so far been chock full of Dayjobbery (tm). Although my dayjob is still a dayjob of unmitigated awesome, and this week has been especially awesome (guess who reported her first question period today! Guess who got to go to a farmer's market on the front lawn at lunch and score herbes de Provence bread and apple blossom honey and peaches!), the dayjob, when in full swing, is tiring. Last night I curled up with Darkman* and my knitting and sort of stared in a haze, because that was all I was good for. Tonight, well. It's 10:30, I'm vaguely behind on everything, and I'm only now starting to have a semblance of a brain again. Eesh.

So given that I have no brain and don't expect to until Saturday?

Meme. And an interesting one, this time:

Give me the title of a story I’ve never written, and feedback telling me what you liked best about it, and I will tell you any of: the first sentence, the last sentence, the thing that made me want to write it, the biggest problem I had while writing it, why it almost never got submitted to magazines, the scene that hit the cutting room floor but that I wish I’d been able to salvage, or something else that I want readers to know.

If something strikes me right, I'll probably actually try to write it. In which case all thanks and credit will be given, but y'know. Be prepared for that.

*I haven't seen it in ages. And OH MY GOD that is a bad movie. I'm still hugely fond, but. Wow. Bad movie.

Comments

[mercwriter.livejournal.com]

*likes* But the poor dude--abusing the coffee pot. %-)

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it's never done anything to him either. *g*