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I finally washed my clothes. I'm so lazy when it comes to these things, especially when it costs 2 pounds.
It seems that I can no longer write the word "pants" when I mean "trousers". I say it fine, but pretty much replaced it with "trousers" in my general writing ages ago because I am way too much in love with British usage, except when I'm writing from the pov of a character who would say "pants". However, It's been so long that when I wrote it last night, my fingers clenched and I kept staring at the word like it was some weird bug and I. Don't. Know. Why. I actually deleted it and wrote "trousers". I'll replace it later. It was bothering me. *head desking so hard*
I'm constantly forgetting the names of the characters I'm writing. I know who they are, but their names evade me.
Dialogue is the new smut. Lately, I want to write smut, but when I'm sitting in front of the computer, the urge suddenly goes away and I just want to write dialogue. Not that you can't have both together, but I seem to be favoring the dialogue element. Ack!
My mind goes blank whenever someone asks me a direct question. Either that, or it'll freeze between all the possible answers and I can't choose one. It's very problematic when I get called on in class or if someone asks me what my favorite music is.
Writing is love. I woke up feeling like shit, as always this week, because I've got the depressive thing that isn't PMS, because it strikes whenever, although it is stronger if it occurs during the PMS period. After an hour of moping and feeling like the world was going to implode on me (just when I'm supposed to study, pa' colmo), I forced myself to write. Two minutes later, I was laughing. Now I feel fine. It will come back, though, but for now I'll just ride the wave and study. *snort* That sounds sad.
It seems that I can no longer write the word "pants" when I mean "trousers". I say it fine, but pretty much replaced it with "trousers" in my general writing ages ago because I am way too much in love with British usage, except when I'm writing from the pov of a character who would say "pants". However, It's been so long that when I wrote it last night, my fingers clenched and I kept staring at the word like it was some weird bug and I. Don't. Know. Why. I actually deleted it and wrote "trousers". I'll replace it later. It was bothering me. *head desking so hard*
I'm constantly forgetting the names of the characters I'm writing. I know who they are, but their names evade me.
Dialogue is the new smut. Lately, I want to write smut, but when I'm sitting in front of the computer, the urge suddenly goes away and I just want to write dialogue. Not that you can't have both together, but I seem to be favoring the dialogue element. Ack!
My mind goes blank whenever someone asks me a direct question. Either that, or it'll freeze between all the possible answers and I can't choose one. It's very problematic when I get called on in class or if someone asks me what my favorite music is.
Writing is love. I woke up feeling like shit, as always this week, because I've got the depressive thing that isn't PMS, because it strikes whenever, although it is stronger if it occurs during the PMS period. After an hour of moping and feeling like the world was going to implode on me (just when I'm supposed to study, pa' colmo), I forced myself to write. Two minutes later, I was laughing. Now I feel fine. It will come back, though, but for now I'll just ride the wave and study. *snort* That sounds sad.
