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Linaewen ([personal profile] linaewen) wrote in [community profile] writethisfanfic2024-03-25 09:28 am
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WIP Challenge Check-in, Day 25 -- Monday

Hello on Monday!  How's the day going so far for fic? (If you haven't gotten started on your day as yet, how did yesterday go for writing fic?)

    - Excellent!
    - Terrible
    - Somewhere in between
    - Nothing doing

How much time have you spent on writing fic today, roughly?

    - None
    - 30 minutes or less
    - 30-60 minutes
    - 60-90 minutes
    - More than 90 minutes

In five words or less, how do you feel about that?
vriddy: Happy Shirakumo, Aizawa, Yamada (celebrate)

[personal profile] vriddy 2024-03-25 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Wishing you the most awesome writing day! \o/
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[personal profile] vriddy 2024-03-25 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I wrote the first draft of a very silly one-shot this morning, in about 1h30, and I'm quite happy about the result :D
frogfarm: And a thousand gay men wept. (Default)

[personal profile] frogfarm 2024-03-25 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I've been doing okay on the main WIP, but some personal garbage has soured me on continuing. Time to look through the WIP folder and get excited about something else.
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[personal profile] fleetsparrow 2024-03-26 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Writing quality/time rating:

...

*shrug emoji*

But, I did have a writing-related apocalypse revelation! Apparently the idea of a "due date" (any due date, even with 0 actual factual consequences) is enough to shut my entire brain down, even when the Venn diagram of "Energy", "Time", and "Functioning Levels" are overlapping correctly.

So. Y'know. I got that going for me.
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[personal profile] fleetsparrow 2024-03-26 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
lololol, I posted this about how I am not writing and have not written, and then LO AND BEHOLD,

I wrote.

It wasn't fiction. But it was writing and it was earnest and vulnerable and, y'know what?

I'll take it.