dear My Friends...

[roxy]

Sadly, Target has forgotten I work for them, so I'm barely getting my phone paid, oy. Thank god I am a kept woman, and do not have to worry where my next meal and fatty snacks are coming from.

Also, I take my broken wings and learn to fly or some such shit--I've finally decided to drop all the challenges I'd signed up for. I feel free, and would celebrate this more, except for the nagging feeling of failure. I had to let those things go--this is supposed to be fun, and those challenges were not feeling like fun, they were feeling like a job, a job even more underpaid than my actual job. I'll work on them all, including PE which I'm going to have to rewrite omg, that motherfucker broke down into some boring ass shit. Now that I have time, I can rewrite it to be closer to what I'd originally imagined, and also, since it won't be posted at large, I can make that shit as sick as I want.

Wish me luck with Non Timebo Mala, because that's going to be my focus for the next month.

I love you guys, you're the most patient people ever. You listen(read?) to the same thing over and over, and yet, you're still supportive, still nice, still with the jokes and hugs. Without you, I'd just be a bitter old woman scribbling on napkins, instead of a bitter old woman posting porn on my LJ, hoarding comments like gold.

Snuggle up my friends--it's group hug time!!! And just so this shouldn't be a total loss--a pretty boy in bed. :)

Comments

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Second, *le sigh* I'm kinda glad you dropped it, to be blunt.

Oh, man, thank you, thank you, *thank you* for that!!!! thanks for getting that! I feel like I have permission now, and I'm kind of that way here *and* in RL, I need to be told it's okay or I keep slogging away, way past the time I should.

*CLINGS* That was like getting chocolates and hugs and kisses!

[rednihilist.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm that way, too, sometimes. We all are around here. And, who was it last year who I complained and whined to about SV BB? Well, you and twins, but you pretty much told me the same thing I'm tellin' you now, hon: if you dread working on the thing, you're never ever gonna be happy with it. You gotta love the Fic, and if that means ripping its guts out and rebuilding it from scratch then. . . well, then you'll (hopefully) love it after all that. Or else you'll do it again. Or whatever. Yeah, maybe not such a good metaphor.

Uh? What was I saying? Oh, yeah. Good for you, hon! Take a breather. Read some fic. We're all in it for the long haul. Don't worry 'bout us. (Write me some NTM, bitch!) We loyal readers will just have to be content with other authors until you once again bless us with your prose.

:) Turn that unsure frown upside down!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*SHMISH*

love yoooooooo!!!!