so, here's what happened....

[roxy]

My SV BB was going along like gangbusters, I was really pleased with what I had and then, I accidentally erased most of it. That sucked like crazy, but in a way, I guess it was a good thing. Now, I'm going to start from the end and work my way backwards. Go me.

Oh fuck positive!!! I nearly spit on the fucking laptop, I was so pissed off!! Mother fuck!! Damn it, I just stared at that fucker like--be-hunh? Wha...did I just do, fuck me.... It was an eye-opening moment and taught me a lesson. Never do shit that requires thinking before nine-o'clock because I don't really get my brain started until eleven. Before nine, I'm only good for snuggles. And that's just if I like you. Otherwise, I bite your head off and go back to sleep.

Lucky for me, my SpNMini-Bang was unmolested. Man, that thing is headed in a way different place then I'd planned. I think it's actually going to end up being a happy story. Wouldn't that be nice? Or maybe scary, I don't know....

Hey, let me send a big old squeezy hug out to locknkey! Thanks for the big, beautiful kiss, love! You are fabulous! Totally fabulous! *mmmmmmwhah!!*

Comments

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

It was an enormous AAAAH moment, so bog that for a minute, all I could do was stare at the laptop, my mouth all hanging open and GETTING NO AIR!!! As soon as BG left the house I was freaking out! The dog thought I'd lost my mind, lol!

Thankfully, I had a bunch of notes and cut bits in the recycle bin so it shouldn't be too horribly bad to rewrite. *sigh*

[myownghost.livejournal.com]

hope it was clear that i meant MY story doesn't amount to a hill of beans! i just was relating to that AAAAH moment. it's awful. yeah, i bet you scared the dog. :D

i may've told you that i once accidentally deleted my hard drive. how, you may ask? the damn computer asked me if i wanted to, and i hit the wrong button. i really did just about fall on the floor. thank god for computer-savvy offspring. :(

best wishes with the rewrite! i hate having to do that. some of the poems i lost that my son couldn't recover weren't as good after i reconstructed them.