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Sunday morning stuff
I'm up to 7000 words on my SN homophobic fic. Huh. And, that's not including two scenes that are missing (I know what I want to happen, I just haven't sat down and written them yet). The really weird thing? It's not finished. It doesn't even feel half-way finished. I don't know what's building, but whatever it is... it's taking its own sweet time.
I'm tempted to ask if anyone wants to read through what I have, to see if Casey is, in fact, coming across as far too oblivious to be believable. I mean, I'm not kidding. The fic is so not finished, but I'd love a second opinion (read: reassurance that it's not totally screwy).
And, I have Little City waiting on top of my VCR. It's the film where I realise that Josh Charles has really good arms. And, y'know, is adorable beyond belief. (Hey, I'm happy wallowing in my current obsession.)
I'm tempted to ask if anyone wants to read through what I have, to see if Casey is, in fact, coming across as far too oblivious to be believable. I mean, I'm not kidding. The fic is so not finished, but I'd love a second opinion (read: reassurance that it's not totally screwy).
And, I have Little City waiting on top of my VCR. It's the film where I realise that Josh Charles has really good arms. And, y'know, is adorable beyond belief. (Hey, I'm happy wallowing in my current obsession.)