Dear brain: please shut up

[ratherastory]

I am busy panicking about my Dean/Castiel Big Bang. I know, this is a shocking, shocking development. Because otherwise I never worry about my writing, or about finishing my stories in time for deadline, or anything. I am the picture of zen serenity when it comes to my writing.

Really.

Stop laughing, I'm serious!


Anyway, as a result of my being in oh-my-God-I-have-to-submit-a-draft-in-three-days panic mode, my brain has coughed up a whole bunch of new plot bunnies which I am now dying to write. Never mind that I already have 30+ fic ideas, projects, WIPs and commitments already on the go.

So, like the subject line says: Dear brain, please shut up. I have my BB to finish, which means that I somehow have to conjure up roughly another 15K between now and Friday. I do NOT need the distraction of something shiny, which is just your way of coping with stress.

...

Plus also that little ficlet that's due tomorrow that I maybe signed up for even though I knew I shouldn't. *cough*

Comments

[rainylemons.livejournal.com]

LEECHES!

*cough*

Just sayin'.

You will get there on your big bang. I know you will. And you know what a puddle of goo I'll turn into when I read it. ♥

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

*clings*

I am sneaking onto LJ from work. Doubtless I will eventually get into trouble for this.

If things get quiet, I'm going to try to get Part 3 finished and Part 4 started.

[rainylemons.livejournal.com]

I can't get onto LJ anymore unless I leave my comp and sneak onto the one that allows for history/cookie/file wiping and doesn't require an internet login. It's really annoying!

[elsewhere-kels.livejournal.com]

I'm not laughing. Big Bang is not funny at all, in fact it is heartrendingly difficult and serious business. -_-

Oh my god DON'T LISTEN TO THEM. *wards the bunnies away with a torch*

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

*hides behind you from the plot bunnies*

How's it going, btw? Are you kicking ass and taking names?

Oh, and: write, bitch, write!

[elsewhere-kels.livejournal.com]

WE ARE GOING TO BEAT THESE STORIES INTO SUBMISSION. TRUFAX.

\o/

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

YES WE CAN!

*fistpump*

\o/

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

Good thing you aren't an angelic vessel central to the apocalypse -- saying no isn't your forte.

And we love it.

No fair if you do leeches before impalement.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Leeches after impalement, I promise. I have... well, a sort of alternate take on the impalement. I may write it once my BB draft and my first Summer of Sam fics are done, because I think it'll be really cool, if a little horrific. Okay, maybe a lot horrific. *cough*

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

You? Horrific?

*feigns surprise badly*

You already crucified him, how much worse can you do with impalement?

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Umm...

*scuffs the toe of her shoe on the ground*

I plead the fifth?

Also, I am not NEARLY as horrific as rainylemons. Just sayin'.

[de-nugis.livejournal.com]

I will grant that. That heart surgery/clown/demon flick was worse than being impaled in a leech pond.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

*dies laughing*

[rainylemons.livejournal.com]

Hey, wait! I... oh, yeah. Nevermind. *shuffles feet*

Is it just me or am I a little on the dark side of the fic this summer? Hmm. Apparently, my bunnies have teeth, the little ankle biters.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Rabid plot bunnies, like I said.

You are totally on the dark side of fic, and I love it. Never change. :D

(You've always been on the dark side of fic, btw. As long as I've known you, anyway.)

[rainylemons.livejournal.com]

I think that must be true. Though, this current fic is really sort of icky. Worse? I think I find one of the little eyeballs to be kind of adorable. How is that even possible?

[haruslex.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain. I'm all 'Okay, Big Bang time'! And my brain says 'NO I want to write about Novaks being sad!'

Good luck!

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

*headdesk*

My brain and I had this conversation:

Me: "Okay, Big Bang! We have four days left!"

Brain: "You know what would be really cool? An epistolary-style fic in which all those cool women that we never saw again are featured. After Sam and Dean left town all of them decided that no supernatural fuglies would ever threaten their families again, so now they've created this cross-country online network with, like, resources and archives and contact names! And they all keep in touch by email and in chat rooms and on discussion forums!"

*further headdesk*

I mean, really? I don't have time for this!

[le-maistre-e.livejournal.com]

*sits back patiently to await the writing of that fic...*


....


*comes up with a few bunnies of her own to add to the mix*


....


*giggles maniacally at the prospect of ratherastory running after her with a baseball bat just because she mentioned that*

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Aaaaah!

*runs away*

[le-maistre-e.livejournal.com]

But, wait!!! Come back!!! I have cookies!!! And kittehs!!! No bunnies here. I swear.