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I woke up on Monday to moths. They trickle in every year, in twos and threes, until there’s a swarm several thousand strong around every light fixture and window all over he state, and the first moths always bring a groan, and the sinking feeling that they’re going to be there for months.
Of course, they usually show up in June, so this year, the dread is a little worse. June is when the bats wake up to eat the fluttery, fuzzy, home invading monstrosities which means the moths didn’t trickle in this time. They’re swarming, and dropping dead all over our house. I think my grandmother’s going to have another stroke. Yesterday, she walked outside to find hundreds of them hanging upside down underneath her bench, and screamed the rest of us awake.
Yo Yo’s happy. He’s been catching them out of the air and eating them.
It’s not like they’re a big deal, but they’re a little frazzling, and my grandmother is frazzling the rest of me. Stupid little things, my friends, stupid little things.
And to cap it all off, I have this absurdly strong urge to just sit down and write. This is the kind of urge that has lead to me polishing off six thousand word fics in two days, and pounding out two to three thousand word chunks of fic in an afternoon. Great right? I’m inspired. It’s the opposite of writer’s block. Only none of the things I’m chomping at the bit to write are the thirty thousand word White Collar slavefic I’m two thirds into. Gah! It’s not just that I’ve lost enthusiasm for this particular fic, but I sort of ran out of steam on the whole fandom, which I knew was coming, given that I was there for the people, not the canon, but oh well. Must finish fic. It doesn’t help that Legend of Korra came back and sucked me right back into Avatar. I mean, not that I ever left Avatar, but it’s like the first bloom of infatuation all over again. Damn it.
Things I want to write:
My Original Novel!
The rest of Ice Flows Through
Meme of Zenith and Nader (Yue and Zuko switch places)
Meme of Bannerverse (The Avatar!Zuko AU)
Of course, they usually show up in June, so this year, the dread is a little worse. June is when the bats wake up to eat the fluttery, fuzzy, home invading monstrosities which means the moths didn’t trickle in this time. They’re swarming, and dropping dead all over our house. I think my grandmother’s going to have another stroke. Yesterday, she walked outside to find hundreds of them hanging upside down underneath her bench, and screamed the rest of us awake.
Yo Yo’s happy. He’s been catching them out of the air and eating them.
It’s not like they’re a big deal, but they’re a little frazzling, and my grandmother is frazzling the rest of me. Stupid little things, my friends, stupid little things.
And to cap it all off, I have this absurdly strong urge to just sit down and write. This is the kind of urge that has lead to me polishing off six thousand word fics in two days, and pounding out two to three thousand word chunks of fic in an afternoon. Great right? I’m inspired. It’s the opposite of writer’s block. Only none of the things I’m chomping at the bit to write are the thirty thousand word White Collar slavefic I’m two thirds into. Gah! It’s not just that I’ve lost enthusiasm for this particular fic, but I sort of ran out of steam on the whole fandom, which I knew was coming, given that I was there for the people, not the canon, but oh well. Must finish fic. It doesn’t help that Legend of Korra came back and sucked me right back into Avatar. I mean, not that I ever left Avatar, but it’s like the first bloom of infatuation all over again. Damn it.
Things I want to write:
My Original Novel!
The rest of Ice Flows Through
Meme of Zenith and Nader (Yue and Zuko switch places)
Meme of Bannerverse (The Avatar!Zuko AU)
