Behold! I Am An Idiot!

Yes, yes I am... I'm always getting caught, pulled in by ideas I can hardly write, great big sticky traps that suck me in and take over my brain, and every time I get an idea, something I really want to write, I get so depressed and upset. It's the same as when I finish a story. I get horribly depressed and for the next couple of days, I know I'm the worst, suckiest fanfic writer in the whole world. I even snivel and swear never to embarrass my self like that again...amd then I get over it, and sometimes when I reread the stuff I think it's pretty not too bad!

It's just as bad when I get an idea--I suffer through the "you stink on ice"'s and wander around the house sniveling and flagellating myself, (strictly figuratively, mind you. I'm very sensitive to owies.)

so all this is leading up to this idea I have which I've talked about here already. Should I? Should I not? It's already telling me it's big, and I haven't finished SS and *let* me tell you about that bitch!--I know how it's ending--I talked about that too, but will it let me end? No! ( cut because you know how I go on and on... )

I'm Going To Work Now...

...if anything cool happens, let me know.

If you get any ideas how to shove Summer Story along, let me know. And no taking the bus to the seashore, I tried that already---and besides that only works well in the actual DC verse where they're like what--45 minutes from the shore? *sigh*

See ya later, babies!