Oh. Em. Gee.

The zine submission is done.

The zine submission is done.

The zine submission is done.

It's done like a well-done steak. Done like a dog. Done. Complete. Finitos. Fin.

I mean, I had hoped to have had it done six weeks ago but...I started three separate stories before I lighted on this story idea. Those other two stories racked up about thirty thousand words between them before their plotbunnies got a bad case of myxomatosis and carked it.

Phew. For. That.

Righty. This means my writing time is once again my own. I still have V-Day pairings to write. And In The Game. And the Hugs, Kisses and Cuddles battle. And I should probably check out sga_flashfic sometime since I haven't written anything for them in an aeon.

And then there's the Alternate Atlantis 3.5, the Five Crack AUs That Tielan Will Never Write, the fanfic100 (purple_cube, why did I let you talk me into keeping it?) and this original fiction idea based around The Pinocchio Syndrome.
Why me? No, seriously, I mean it. Why me? Why do I end up with a bazillion plot ideas? Is my brain some kind of bunny-nip for plotbunnies?

So, I think I've got busy to do.

Oh, damn. All that's not even counting the sgabigbang and Rodney/Teyla thingathon over at sticksandsnark.

ACK!

I'm sure I can get a little writing in before I go to bed. Just a little writing...

I feel like an addict, you know? Stealing moments to write at work, suffering laptop angst, scribbling obscure notes amidst program variables...
Is there a Writers Anonymous group? "My name's T and I'm a writing addict..."

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I'm sorry I haven't been keeping up with LJs of late. If bad things have happened to you, then *hugs* and I'm sorry I missed it or wasn't there to help.

And, uh, this might seem like an obvious question but after the last week of kerfufflage...is anyone going to be watching Atlantis Season Four? Other than me and a handful of Teyla-fen, I mean.