Dragging myself by the scruff of the neck.

[icarus]

Have food.

Have water.

Have notebook with story notes written last night.

Microsoft Word is open. File is named.

Have myself by the scruff of the neck.

LJ and all email programs are closed.

Will now make myself write the next part of Out Of Bounds, no matter how hard it is. I will not get up from the computer until a first draft of this scene is typed, damn it, I don't care if it sucks, I don't care if it's hard, I don't care that I'm tired -- it's going down on paper.

Er. Electronic paper, that is.


ETA: Done. First draft of scene complete and sent to betas for repair. I may now eat. And feed the cat.

You may now return to your regularly scheduled programming.

Comments

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*cheerleads from the sidelines!*

Go you, seriously. I need to develop me some self-discipline of the like.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I could almost feel the waves of encouragement.

[skinscript.livejournal.com]

Go Icarus, go!

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Yes! Finished it. Sent it to the betas.

Now I may feed the cat. Who was getting anxious.

[rabidfan.livejournal.com]

Sometimes we need to be tough on ourselves. Well, YOU need to be tough. Me? I gave up writing forever ago.

Not helpful, I know.

Seriously, no matter how much you hate what you write (when we will all totally love it) just getting it on paper (on word?) will help unblock things. I have confidence in you, even if you do not.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

It took two and a quarter hours but the first draft of that scene is done and in your mailbox.

And thank you.

Whew. Time to feed the kitty.