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Progress report
Five hundred words of my flashfic done. Oh dear. That's half of my word limit, right? This is so going to come in long. They won't stop bloody talking.
ETA: crap crap crap! There's at least a page in my notebook that still needs to be typed up too. All my characters do is talk and introspect when they're supposed to be having sex, dammit!
ETA2: Psst! Over here! Come to The Boys of Joss board. We need fans of Giles and Lorne and everyone else, damn you all. And we're allowed to run with scissors!
ETA: crap crap crap! There's at least a page in my notebook that still needs to be typed up too. All my characters do is talk and introspect when they're supposed to be having sex, dammit!
ETA2: Psst! Over here! Come to The Boys of Joss board. We need fans of Giles and Lorne and everyone else, damn you all. And we're allowed to run with scissors!
You get to run with scissors?!
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Boy, but you get bossy when you're deprived of real-live people contact...