Shit.

I just heard a noise that sounded like a bomb going off. (Midnight London).

Loud, echoey bang followed immediately by sirens.

Shit.

I just heard a noise that sounded like a bomb going off. (Midnight London).

Loud, echoey bang followed immediately by sirens.

(no subject)

Bah. Frustrating.

I thought I'd add to my piece, tempus fugit which I posted up a few days ago in just_writing.

That page almost wrote itself and I posted it up in an impish mood because I knew it wouldn't mean anything to anybody since it was deliberately devoid of context. So I thought, now I have a few moments spare, let's add the context and see how it works out.

Well, I've managed a paragraph. It's proving to be far more elusive than I expected, which is annoying since I actually know what I want to write. I just can't find a form of words which flows in the manner I want.

Not so much of a writer's block, I think, as a mental stubbed toe.

I just keep plugging away, I suppose.

But argh! the frustration!

(no subject)

Bah. Frustrating.

I thought I'd add to my piece, tempus fugit which I posted up a few days ago in just_writing.

That page almost wrote itself and I posted it up in an impish mood because I knew it wouldn't mean anything to anybody since it was deliberately devoid of context. So I thought, now I have a few moments spare, let's add the context and see how it works out.

Well, I've managed a paragraph. It's proving to be far more elusive than I expected, which is annoying since I actually know what I want to write. I just can't find a form of words which flows in the manner I want.

Not so much of a writer's block, I think, as a mental stubbed toe.

I just keep plugging away, I suppose.

But argh! the frustration!