Well, that's a little more like it

Spent two hours yesterday morning, staring at my notebook, almost in tears, wondering why I couldn't seem to get a single word further on this Stargate story. Part of it is garden-variety depression, and part of the problem is my lack of confidence in the idea -- this is a little vignette that grew big, and I don't trust those. And it's a Fallen/Homecoming bunny, which I'm sure have been proliferating like, well, bunnies out in the fandom. I haven't read any of them, since I'm not on any real fic lists, but I know they're out there, and I'm quite sure that everything I've written is already totally cliched.

Nonetheless, I refuse to let this be yet another story that I never finish. I'm so tired of starting things that never get done. Even if this damn thing sucks, I'm finishing it.

So on the bus I finally figured out the last few lines of the last scene. And when I got to work, I skipped over the two scenes I couldn't finish, and just wrote out the last one. 1500 words in one sitting. I realize a lot of you can do that while brushing your teeth in the morning, but for me that's major. And the last line is written. So now I know I'll finish it, good or bad.

I feel *so* much better.

Well, that's a little more like it

Spent two hours yesterday morning, staring at my notebook, almost in tears, wondering why I couldn't seem to get a single word further on this Stargate story. Part of it is garden-variety depression, and part of the problem is my lack of confidence in the idea -- this is a little vignette that grew big, and I don't trust those. And it's a Fallen/Homecoming bunny, which I'm sure have been proliferating like, well, bunnies out in the fandom. I haven't read any of them, since I'm not on any real fic lists, but I know they're out there, and I'm quite sure that everything I've written is already totally cliched.

Nonetheless, I refuse to let this be yet another story that I never finish. I'm so tired of starting things that never get done. Even if this damn thing sucks, I'm finishing it.

So on the bus I finally figured out the last few lines of the last scene. And when I got to work, I skipped over the two scenes I couldn't finish, and just wrote out the last one. 1500 words in one sitting. I realize a lot of you can do that while brushing your teeth in the morning, but for me that's major. And the last line is written. So now I know I'll finish it, good or bad.

I feel *so* much better.