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I miss the days when I used to be able to write. Let me rephrase, I miss the days, back when I first discovered fanfiction and was blissfully ignorant enough to write dazzling tales about Mary-Sues. When I shamelessly dared to have Britney Spears the vampire slayer frolic around on FF.net. To POST stories without bothering with silly things like spelling or grammar, or plot.
I know teen fangirl writers are minions of Satan, but it was such a happy time. I woe the day I started taking writing serious, because I've hardly been able to get anything out of my keyboard since. (bet everyone else was relieved though ;)
I know teen fangirl writers are minions of Satan, but it was such a happy time. I woe the day I started taking writing serious, because I've hardly been able to get anything out of my keyboard since. (
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There were times, writing my thesis especially, when I needed to simply calm down (stop freaking out) and get the work done. Deep breathing and a little Mike's Hard Lemonade did the trick.
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How well I remember that first soaring euphoria when I realized that I could write stories in which I had tea parties with my favorite people from half a dozen different universes. Now it's all "realism" and "believability" and "not-causing-the-reader-to-spork-out-their-eyes." All the joy has left. :(
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My Mary-Sue was a teenage secret computer hacking agent... with my actual penname (in Cupid fandom of all places! WTF?!?)