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Four minutes to spare?
Feb. 1st, 2010 03:08 amThe lure of actual paid writing work pulled me away from doing too much with my Big Finish pitch until, um, not so many hours ago. Yes, I went for the sure thing and spent large chunks of the last several days writing for money. The good thing is that I can spend the cash on a con later this year. The bad thing is that I got so sick of even thinking about writing, or looking at a computer screen for one more second, that I felt like screaming.
I did pull together a BF pitch and sample scene. I proofread it, with very tired eyes that I hope let no mistakes slip past. I converted the document into the required format. Finally, I think I mailed the thing in just before the deadline, which was 3 am local time. Ouch! And yes, it is cracky. Evil celery is involved.
That's it for me for tonight. I'm going to sleep in this morning!
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Oh, damn. It's garbage day and I haven't taken the stupid bin outside yet. Or, indeed, put anything in it. I will get to sleep at some point. I don't know when, but I will.
I did pull together a BF pitch and sample scene. I proofread it, with very tired eyes that I hope let no mistakes slip past. I converted the document into the required format. Finally, I think I mailed the thing in just before the deadline, which was 3 am local time. Ouch! And yes, it is cracky. Evil celery is involved.
That's it for me for tonight. I'm going to sleep in this morning!
...
Oh, damn. It's garbage day and I haven't taken the stupid bin outside yet. Or, indeed, put anything in it. I will get to sleep at some point. I don't know when, but I will.
