nanowrimo_lj | Dec. 2nd, 2005

So, I'm galloping along writing. 50000 is a distant memory, 75000 was passed a couple of nights ago. I'm really happy with my story of computer superheroes and smut, and look, the end is in sight! I know what's going to happen! In less than a week I will be able to wrap this up, and put it to bed and be DONE.

I have plans. I have such plans of freedom. My roleplaying game has missed me, and I have other things to write too. Into The Undergrowth has given me strange insect smut ideas (Look, I write weird stuff, okay? And those slugs were AMAZING) Freedom beckons. FREEDOM!

And then I read this.

http://techdirt.com/articles/20051202/0246251_F.shtml

Gah. Gah gah GAH! Why couldn't that have been out at the beginning of November when there was still time to weave it in. Now... it would work so WELL... and the characters keep looking at each other and saying "We're up for another shot if you are"

DAMN YOU, BRAIN! DAMN YOU!

This was meant to be computer-smut! It was a joke - a plotless love-story between a Mac and PC. Then it developed a plot, and now you want a SEQUEL?

And I can't even sulk over it too long.

I have words to write.