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It has to all go away.

Chatting with

nandamai is like having free therapy. I must remove all unfinished stories from my computer. This is very stressful as I currently have 16,178 words written in unfinished fics. Yes, I counted. That's how traumatic it is. They must go away for they have subconsciously sucked away my writing self-confidence.

Of course, I also came to the realization that what I really want to do is Executive Produce fics instead of actually write them...

Okay. So here is my writing exercise that I am required to do. Freewrite a character...

So.

You really expect me to open up? Bare my soul? Well, you can forget it. Not gonna happen.

Hellooo?

Gonna say anything? Or just sit there with that ever-so-lovely blank expression?

Okay, this officially bites.

I don't care if I was ordered here. You're gonna need a lot more than a stare to get me to talk.

Still not gonna say anything, huh?

Can I go yet?

You realize we're just wasting time here. I could be doing so many other things. Important things. Working on my backswing for one. But no. I'm here to "talk."

Well, screw that.

I'm the last one, aren't I?

You weaseled your way in here, getting the rest of my team to spill their guts...

Bet you got nothing out of Teal'c though. Good for him.

Carter probably...

She probably...

I don't want to talk about Carter.

Look, what happened, happened, okay? It was no one's fault. Just an accident. A stupid, dumb, senseless...

Did Daniel say something? He did, didn't he? I *bet* you couldn't get him to shut up about it. Probably analyzed everyone nicely. Put everyone in a neat little box wrapped up with a pretty pink bow.

Is something he said why I'm here?

Look. I can't watch everyone 24/7.

It. Was. An. Accident.

Shouldn't have been there in the first place. *Should* have known better.

I can't be everywhere at once.

I should be, but I can't.

It *wasn't* my fault.

It wasn't anyone's fault.

Jonas should have never come with us on that mission.

*

That was weird. Don't know where that came from. Okay, n. What's the next exercise?

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This is very stressful as I currently have 16,178 words written in unfinished fics. Yes, I counted. That's how traumatic it is.

I once did a word count on a piece of fic and then multiplied that number by the per-word rate I get when doing freelance articles.

BIG mistake.

Siler?

Whoopsie. Now that *would* be traumatic!

WAAAAAAAH!

Okay, I need to start over at step 1 again...

And ice cream. I need ice cream.

Very.

I also have a running joke with one of my betas that she owes me a penny per word. The last story I posted would have cost her something like $80.

Ha! Now that'd be fantastic motivation! Wonder if I could get any of my betas to agree to something like that...

Yes. Or maybe yogurt.

NO.

Heh heh heh.

DAMN.

Of course I think the last time I tried to beta for you it all went horribly wrong and it's still sitting somewhere on my hard drive, woefully incomplete.

So maybe I *do* owe you $80. ;)

What? When? Where?

Story?

Ooh, that was good - reminded me of that wonderful Josh (and Yo Yo Ma!) episode of The West Wing. And I can't believe you killed off Jonas in it. ::pouts::

Oh, I've seen that ep of West Wing! Wonder if nanda will thwap me for unconcousciously ripping off Aaron Sorkin? ;)

I have *no* idea why I killed off Jonas. None. It just ended up there. Really weird. Well, I guess writing excercises are just excercises. Hmm.

Executive Produce fics instead of actually write them...

I'll make that your title on my fics :)

Chrysalis?

Heh, I don't think you ripped off Sorkin. It's just the weird connections my brain comes up with. ;)

Well, I guess writing excercises are just excercises. Hmm.

And they're fun! Well, to read, anyway. :)

YES!!

Now...I want you to write a mystery. Since I'm Executive Producer, I get to tell you what to do. ;) Or you could take on the non-romantic love story (http://www.livejournal.com/community/wienerdog_bark/29547.html). The talent on that one's being difficult. I'm thinking about taking away her PB cups.

Heh, I don't think you ripped off Sorkin. It's just the weird connections my brain comes up with. ;)

I obviously wasn't even thinking about WW when I wrote that, but after you said that, I could *totally* see it! :D

And they're fun! Well, to read, anyway. :)

Thanks! Even if I did kill Jonas. Or...channeled Jack killed Jonas. Which means that maybe subconsciously Jack wants to kill Jonas...at least the Jack in my mind...I'm not quite sure. I need more sessions with nanda...

But...you did do that one! You told us the ending didn't work. Colorfully. :D

Well, it didn't. :)

And I never did a line by line, though I really meant to. Whoops.

Would I get her pb cups?

Well, it didn't. :)

Yep. It was quite a spectacular flop. But I guess you can't expect any better when instead of writing an ending, you just stop writing. :D

And I never did a line by line, though I really meant to. Whoops.

Well, we would have never known about that!

Or when you spend an entire fic writing up to one ending and then have to change it ...

Sure! *winks*

Hence the stop writing thing... :D

*blinks*

Okaaay....sure, why not.

It's an exercise!

1 and 2 and 1 and 2... *g*

Sorry I haven't updated your site yet.

Awww, don't worry. I'm not. I completely understand the stress thing. There are more important things in life than web sites. Pretty as it is....

*hugs*

Thanks MV! You are wonderful!

You're pretty wonderful yourself. :)

You're so mean to Jonas... ;)

*sniff*

*whump whump WHUMP*

*smoooch*

Ooh...I really liked that. Intriguing. :) *is jealous of Michelle's freelancing* ;)

Thanks!

Where *are* you??

*hunts through backlog of LJ entries*

Hellooooooooo? Hellooo...hellooo

*echo echo echo*

Hee hee.

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