Hee. And here I was, while trying to drive myself back to Small Acts , feeling terribly guilty about what I've done to our Ken, and I don't think I've done *half* of the above ... (not that I think he's gotten off easy. Not by any stretch. Poor lad.).

Although, Omi still has to do the lions' share of the work, and will continue to get little credit. The mantle of leadership, my boy.

(Turning on the plotty writing brain again is kind of hard, but fun--you could try it too ... you know you want to get back to *Seuche*, you know you do ...)

Although now I've signed up for WeissDay, and the assignments will be out soon. I wonder if I'm altogether sane. *is panicked, and will now cease to babble panickedly in your LJ*

That's the thing. I feel terribly guilty about pretty much all of the things I've done to poor Kenken in the name of fangirl thrill, but for some reason I just keep on doing them. Though I have yet to do all these things at once to him. I feel a little better knowing that most of this idiocy of mine has been spread out over the course of about fifteen or twenty fanfics. So the way I see it he could be doing one Hell of a lot worse. (Though, as regards Small Acts, I shudder to think what that might have involved.) Not, I admit, that this helps matters much but there you go - small mercies it is.

Speaking of Small Acts, I loved the update. Need to review sometime soon... poor Kenken, boy needs hugs. Gentle ones. But yeah, I really liked it. I was a bit worried about the new girl on her first appearance, but she's growing on me. One thing, though: I believe her code name would be spelled 'Tiffanie', if it's the cat breed you're after.

... and yes, I do agree that's pretty much the way it goes for Omi. I feel bad about making him do all that, but the way I see it I am at least respecting the canon. He always does almost all the work. The closest he usually gets to backup is Ken reading over his shoulder and passing the occasional unhelpful comment. Poor Omi, nobody appreciates him. Not neven his closest friends.

(And of course I want to get back to Seuche - it's just a matter of sorting out a couple of the early edits before I feel I can carry on, and revisiting years-old prose is always a mildly embarrassing experience. I'll definitely give it a go soon, though. I feel bad, leaving it un-updated for so long. I managed to write a few lines last week, though: better than nothing, I guess.

(Good to know someone out there's still interested, though!)

Augh, yes, don't remind me about weissday. I'm compulsively checking my email in the hope the assignments will be out so I can get to work - the sooner I can get started the better the chance that I'll produce something I actually like. I just want to know what it is I'm going to be expected to do - the anticipation is driving me nuts. Let's panic together?

Well, as for worse , I think he could end up getting kidnapped by Schwartz and then having to be Farfarello's petticoat-wearing girly-boytoy, but then I wouldn't be able to finish it, because I wouldn't be able to stop laughing. And as it is, my updates are every six months or so.

And really, thank you very much for saying. That update has been ready for, um, months, sitting there, and I kept wanting to spark it up or something, and I finally just sat down this weekend and gave it the half hour cleanup it needed and just posted the damn thing up, because I just needed to get past it. The middle bits I'm no good at, so I'm really glad it worked! As for the girl--I'm glad she's not too terrible so far, although I'm not sure you'll like what I do with her ...

I think the breed, as far as I could tell, was Tiffany or Chelsea, and I saw it spelled both ways--and Tiffany the name amused me far too much, so it stuck. My poor OC--she gets mocked so much in my head for being a MarySue, she really does.

I do know that once you're stuck on fic, its hard to get back to it--my suggestion is to ignore the bits before you don't like, change only what's absolutely necessary for you to let it go, and then go forward. Trying to rewrite the whole thing will just get you mired in minutiae--or at least, that's what always happens to me, and I never get anywhere, and it's never really as bad as you think (or so I'm always told).

*joins you in more panic*

(and yes, I completely realize panickedly may not be a real world, but it describes my state perfectly and anyway, what is real, I ask you ...)

In haste,
M.

Just got my assignment.

I can't write any of them.

Help.

Ack! But I think Genkischuldich fixed this for you, yes?

Mine ... I am in a mild state of panic--all the creative juice I'd been feeling last couple of days is all evaporating ... there it goes. Partly, this is my brain going, "New priority! New priority! Stop thinking about anything else!" and partly going, "Oh god, can't write for toffee. Muse on holiday, brain on holiday, there are no ideas left anywhere! Oh, dear, oh dear." Possibly with some four letter words thrown in, but that's the PG version. :-) I'm hoping once I settle down, I'll actually be able to think of something that doesn't involve cursing my two weeks ago self for thinking I could do this.

Hopefully, you are feeling better about your assignment today though.

Hopefully, inspiration will strike. Like, um, soon.

Erm... but isn't it the point in writing fanfiction to do horrible things to your beloved characters? I mean, hell, they are beautiful when they suffer. Or something like that... Perhaps I'm just a sadist. Anyway, I think they would appreciate your apologies. They definitely made ME giggle. *still giggling*
- Making you forget the lube that one time -> That made me laughing out loud, because just a moment ago I read Paperclip.