I'm blocked, well and truly. I've been staring at blank pieces of paper (and blank computer screens) for a while now and it's Pissing Me Off (tm). A flashing cursor is no-one's friend.
In that spirit, I'm doing meme-age. From memory, rather than cut/paste:
Give me the first line of a fic, and I shall write the rest of it.
*crosses fingers this will work*
In that spirit, I'm doing meme-age. From memory, rather than cut/paste:
Give me the first line of a fic, and I shall write the rest of it.
*crosses fingers this will work*
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Date: 2009-07-13 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-14 03:35 am (UTC)There are days when you'd welcome the world ending in ten minutes. This is not one of them.
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Date: 2009-07-14 07:47 am (UTC)This isn't how it's meant to start, it's not even a real start, it's a mess, stuck somewhere in the middle with no direction to go.
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Date: 2009-07-14 03:57 pm (UTC)It was oddly disquieting, Londo thought, never to have seen a person's bare hands. He wondered, at times, what was inside those gloves; why they didn't come off as long as someone was watching.