1. You know what? After splitting "Out of Season" into three chapters, none of which is over 11,000 words, I still got a complaint about chapter length in a review on ff.net.
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I give up.
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2. Work was very frustrating today, partly because I am not used to working before 3:30pm on Sundays, partly because it was Parents' Weekend at Cornell and so there were a lot of random clueless tourists in and out of the smoke shop, and partly because the end of Daylight Savings Time means the alarm is out of sync with the clock and went off when I tried to take the newspapers into the back room at 8:35pm. Which I should have been expecting -- I have worked here long enough, and I am almost always the one who closes on the first day after the change -- but somehow it catches me by surprise EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. *headdesk*
I left a note for myself to try making the alarm talk to its central system node thingy via telephone tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully I will remember... except tomorrow is going to be weird again because I am working 11am-6pm instead of closing like normal, and that will doubtless throw me off all day. *sigh*
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3. I want to write something. I need to write something. But none of my stories are cooperating with me.
Please, please, please give me a prompt for something I can knock off in under a thousand words just to remind my brain and fingers how this creativity gig is supposed to work?
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I give up.
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2. Work was very frustrating today, partly because I am not used to working before 3:30pm on Sundays, partly because it was Parents' Weekend at Cornell and so there were a lot of random clueless tourists in and out of the smoke shop, and partly because the end of Daylight Savings Time means the alarm is out of sync with the clock and went off when I tried to take the newspapers into the back room at 8:35pm. Which I should have been expecting -- I have worked here long enough, and I am almost always the one who closes on the first day after the change -- but somehow it catches me by surprise EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. *headdesk*
I left a note for myself to try making the alarm talk to its central system node thingy via telephone tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully I will remember... except tomorrow is going to be weird again because I am working 11am-6pm instead of closing like normal, and that will doubtless throw me off all day. *sigh*
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3. I want to write something. I need to write something. But none of my stories are cooperating with me.
Please, please, please give me a prompt for something I can knock off in under a thousand words just to remind my brain and fingers how this creativity gig is supposed to work?