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tsukinofaerii) wrote2010-11-13 11:49 pm
tsukinofaerii) wrote2010-11-13 11:49 pm
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Nano: Why am I still following this format?
(yaaaaawn) More lazy. My family wanted to watch Sherlock Holmes. D: I could not resist the lure of RDJ in a waistcoat. I AM WEAK, OKAY? So I lost two hours of writing time. It was worth it. The time lost to laundry.... less worth it. But necessary. (sigh)
I realized today that I'd forgotten Clint. Whoops.;; So I resolved that, and will have to remember to resolve it more. And I will probably end up editing one of the scenes I did and shuffling it into another spot. It would fit better about 7k back, I think. (hands) Today's writing did not strike me as brilliant, but I'm pretty comfortable with it. Write or Die is my constant companion these days. It's amazing what you can do with an extra nudge of terror added in. I'm getting good at 15 minute sprints.
I technically hit two quotas, due to the way the numbers played out, though I didn't write two days worth. But, I am in the home stretch, for today I hit 40,097 words, having written 2,881. A bit better than yesterday. Maybe Sunday I'll be less lazy lol.
I realized today that I'd forgotten Clint. Whoops.;; So I resolved that, and will have to remember to resolve it more. And I will probably end up editing one of the scenes I did and shuffling it into another spot. It would fit better about 7k back, I think. (hands) Today's writing did not strike me as brilliant, but I'm pretty comfortable with it. Write or Die is my constant companion these days. It's amazing what you can do with an extra nudge of terror added in. I'm getting good at 15 minute sprints.
I technically hit two quotas, due to the way the numbers played out, though I didn't write two days worth. But, I am in the home stretch, for today I hit 40,097 words, having written 2,881. A bit better than yesterday. Maybe Sunday I'll be less lazy lol.
More studies, charts and diagrams flashed over the screen as he scrolled through all the data. Jan had taken advantage of the programs he'd installed on the system to help track the results of his favorite projects. That didn't surprise him in the least. Usually, reports of this length would take months to compile, and she'd never made any bones about wanting to get her hands on his goodies.
My fate, Tony lamented. Women only ever want me for my lab equipment.
It wasn't that bad of a fate, once he thought about it.
Pulling up his hood, Clint shouldered his bag and stepped out into the crowd, just another loser out on the street past midnight.
Waste of my time. He hadn't learned anything useful, just rumors and hearsay. It was worth something, that was sure, but nothing that would help. Tony probably knew more about what was going on.
He hoped like Hell that Jan had found out something better.