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Sep. 17th, 2007 09:33 pmOkay, events in sequence:
1. September 12th.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hawkfromhandsaw deadline. A bunch of people post, and I am grateful. I know, because I've been told, that some people are internetless and adrift in Germany/Scottishland/Nottingham, and so know not to expect them yet.
2. Nine separate people get in touch and apologise for missing deadline, but will, they say, post over the weekend.
3. September 14th. I leave country.
4. September 17th, I return to country. It is now Monday, and ten o'clock on a Monday evening at that. How many of the nine people have done as they said they would and posted their stories?
NONE.
Not nine.
NONE AT ALL.
Have also written off ever completing Slings & Arrows masterlist. One person who should have got a story didn't and for that I am truly sorry. I'm out of pinch-hitters so I can't get a replacement unless I do it myself, which I will do, because it's really not that person's fault. Just, not in the next couple of days.
Yeah, no more running ficathons. Like, ever.
Anyway! I had a lovely time over the weekend, and it's only the coming back which has spoilt it at all.
Also, dear ghastly real-life people sending me ghastly emails: you do NOT get to chew me out for not meeting a deadline you DIDN'T TELL ME I HAD TO MEET. Aforementioned one-woman not-for-profit ficathon is better organised than you, for the love of fuck.
1. September 12th.
hawkfromhandsaw deadline. A bunch of people post, and I am grateful. I know, because I've been told, that some people are internetless and adrift in Germany/Scottishland/Nottingham, and so know not to expect them yet.2. Nine separate people get in touch and apologise for missing deadline, but will, they say, post over the weekend.
3. September 14th. I leave country.
4. September 17th, I return to country. It is now Monday, and ten o'clock on a Monday evening at that. How many of the nine people have done as they said they would and posted their stories?
NONE.
Not nine.
NONE AT ALL.
Have also written off ever completing Slings & Arrows masterlist. One person who should have got a story didn't and for that I am truly sorry. I'm out of pinch-hitters so I can't get a replacement unless I do it myself, which I will do, because it's really not that person's fault. Just, not in the next couple of days.
Yeah, no more running ficathons. Like, ever.
Anyway! I had a lovely time over the weekend, and it's only the coming back which has spoilt it at all.
Also, dear ghastly real-life people sending me ghastly emails: you do NOT get to chew me out for not meeting a deadline you DIDN'T TELL ME I HAD TO MEET. Aforementioned one-woman not-for-profit ficathon is better organised than you, for the love of fuck.
