Although I realized this a long time ago, I think it bears repeating. Writing is freakin' hard. I don't mean hard as in difficult or challenging. I mean hard as in the consistency of the wall I keep bashing my head against. That would be metaphorical head bashing, not literal head bashing. If I had been bashing my head literally, I probably wouldn't be sitting here right now. Anyway, to make this analogy a little less painful, I'll just say that writing is pretty damn frustrating sometimes. No, make that fucking frustrating sometimes. Hmm...that's better. I think that could work.
AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!! Do you see what I mean? Even writing about writing is hard! Of course, I suppose it could just be me. For example, I decided to hold a writing marathon this weekend in the hope of finishing my Reed/Hayes AU Slash Saga From Hell. I knew this wasn't likely to happen, so I was aiming to just write as much as humanly possible. I've managed to finish about 1 & 1/2 scenes since Friday night, which is more realistic in Rusty Armour terms but still absolutely pathetic. Okay, I did go off on this weird tangent and had to cross out three pages in my notebook before I was back on track again, but... *Sigh* No wonder I've been working on this fucking thing since September 2004.
Well, as my mood icon indicates, I am determined. Yes, determined to finish this god-damn fic by the end of next weekend -- sooner if at all possible. I now only have about three more scenes to write and at least one of those scenes will be short. Yes, I'll do it...or go insane trying!
If I do succeed in finishing the rough draft then I'm sure you'll hear all about it, so be forewarned.