I wrote two more 3-sentence ficlets today, and did a bit of paid training for Not the IRS while simultaneously on the clock at the rental company office, because I'm sneaky like that. (I couldn't do all the paid training that way, because the next part requires proprietary software I obviously don't have here.)
Anyway, this brings me to thirty-five 3-sentence ficlets in total for this iteration of the ficathon. I think I may knock off after one more, because thirty-six is a number I find very satisfying and because I've been posting them in groups of six. I could arguably continue on to forty-two, but I don't know if I have that many more tiny ficlets in me, and also forty-two is just not as nice a number as 6^2.
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Okay, and it may wind up being thirty-seven ficlets, technically, because there's one prompt that is trying to turn into a 1000-word-minimum actual fic, but I preemptively declare that if I do write that, it will get its own post and therefore won't count. *resolve face*
And now I'm going to close the office and head home through the cold and the dark. (Ugh. I am so out of practice at winter.)
Anyway, this brings me to thirty-five 3-sentence ficlets in total for this iteration of the ficathon. I think I may knock off after one more, because thirty-six is a number I find very satisfying and because I've been posting them in groups of six. I could arguably continue on to forty-two, but I don't know if I have that many more tiny ficlets in me, and also forty-two is just not as nice a number as 6^2.
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Okay, and it may wind up being thirty-seven ficlets, technically, because there's one prompt that is trying to turn into a 1000-word-minimum actual fic, but I preemptively declare that if I do write that, it will get its own post and therefore won't count. *resolve face*
And now I'm going to close the office and head home through the cold and the dark. (Ugh. I am so out of practice at winter.)