yuletide deadline: in six days, exactly. It is Monday, 15th December, 2.16am, and I am at 2241 words, with countless others to follow. Talk to me, flist. How are you doing? Does anyone else have
absolutely no idea what happens in their story? Are you throwing section breaks around like confetti? Feeling a sudden urge for gin? Have at it in the comments, do.
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on 2008-12-15 03:02 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2008-12-15 09:47 am (UTC)However. The director of my fandom. Which I am not saying what it is, of course. Well. HE SEES THE SLASH TOO. HE WINS AT THE DIRECTOR'S COMMENTARY.
(Because watching the director's commentary = working on my yuletide, y'see...)
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on 2008-12-15 12:23 pm (UTC)I will do it. It will be fine.
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on 2008-12-15 02:03 pm (UTC)no subject
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on 2008-12-16 12:17 pm (UTC)So, you know, your pain? I feel it.
(ALSO! When are you in the North-West over this festive season? I am... er... not there very often, only between 23rd-27th (and those are the travelling days) but it would be PROPER ACE to see you and thank you properly for the AWESOMESAUCE book you sent me, which I don't already have and thank you for greatly.)