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randomlingThe stuff that I wrote last night, I really don't like. At least, not the stuff that I wrote in the small hours of the morning. It's way too sappy and girly and the whole thing is a bit too girly and I'm starting to lose faith in my ability to do this a bit, even though there are lots of bits that I'm really pleased with.
It just doesn't do what I needed it to do, and what I should do is delete the bit I don't like and rewrite it.
Except that that's likely to really hurt (if not kill) my momentum and I can't afford to stop writing.
Eep.
This story is really, really scary.
ETA: OMG, also, I can't get into my email. Fucking Gmail.
It just doesn't do what I needed it to do, and what I should do is delete the bit I don't like and rewrite it.
Except that that's likely to really hurt (if not kill) my momentum and I can't afford to stop writing.
Eep.
This story is really, really scary.
ETA: OMG, also, I can't get into my email. Fucking Gmail.
