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Girl, help
Loki and Thor keep yelling at each other and this is not going according to plan, like, at all. I meant for them to cry and hug and stuff. Rawrrrrr.
Someone please force me to write instead of procrastinating....
oh dear I’ve gone and confuzzled the poor innocent bab with my equal opportunity smut.
the horrors.
My fave fic typo is ‘defiantly’ for definitely because it makes it sound like all the characters have a massive attitude problem. As in “He’s defiantly coming to the party”... like wow ok, dude’s coming to start some shit
So today was a pretty busy day, but I did manage to get about 900 words written. It’s weird because Thor and Loki were screaming at each other and then it .... abruptly turned very saccharine and kind of positive? I need to revise so that the shift in tone is much more subtle, but, yeah, angst with a happy ending, I guess - which, I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure if we were gonna get there or not.
I’ve been trying to write an amusing Brodinsons on Midgard post for, like, three days but I think I’m just trying too hard because it’s just not happening. Also, every time I sit down to work on the next chapter of SHYF I get blocked, and I think it’s because I know vaguely where I want it to end, but getting there is a real issue, so it’s a bit overwhelming at the moment. Not to mention the ten or so prompts I still have sitting in my inbox, some of which have been there since the end of June (or maybe early July - either way, it’s been awhile). Blerg. This is just a general, writer’s block frustration post, because usually once I complain about writer’s block is usually when my ability to write comes back, like it wants to spite me or something. Oh, you’re gonna talk shit about me behind my back? Make me sound like an asshole? Fine, then, I’ll make you write ALL the things, and you can’t do a goddamn thing about it, bitch.
(My brain is unnecessarily aggressive sometimes. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
aaaghhhhhh so what I thought was going to be a 10 page one-shot Throbb fic is now shaping up to be a twenty-odd page first chapter of a multi-part story and idk how to feel about that
also if anyone wants to help me figure out how to properly tag my story so I don’t embarrass myself on Archive of our Own that’d be great -- I’ve never posted before
