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Deleting over 4000 words in one fell swoop is both terrifying and satisfying.

I'm rewarding myself by eating some delicious cookies. There might even be an opened bottle of wine tonight, who knows.

(And if y'all didn't know already, flaming_muse is pretty stellar, as far as human beings go.) Okay, let's see if this gets me writing new (and better) words...

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flaming_muse
Jul. 13th, 2012 12:41 am (UTC)
You are the awesome one! You're just writing the right words! Go, you!
stoney321
Jul. 13th, 2012 12:48 am (UTC)
<3 <3 <3 <3 (Well, we know that when I can't write, it's because it's wrong. So! Cutting out the wrong and trying again.)
dovil
Jul. 13th, 2012 01:10 am (UTC)
You need to send off those words by having a cookie and / or glass of wine for each word lost and a minutes silence. Tell the family that you're doing it for the sake of literature and to leave buckets in strategic places around the house.
stoney321
Jul. 13th, 2012 01:22 am (UTC)
This is why I keep you around to disseminate information. YOU ARE VERY WISE. *burp*
lynnenne
Jul. 13th, 2012 01:34 am (UTC)
Yes, a toast in memory of each of those fallen words!
stoney321
Jul. 13th, 2012 01:36 am (UTC)
I'm gonna - hiccup - drank a sips (shhhhhh!) for each a them. They. Thems? ALL A YOUS WORDS! *CLINK*
dovil
Jul. 13th, 2012 01:42 am (UTC)
And pour out a sip in memory. And then take a drink for the wine that has fallen in the making of this moment. Etc etc. What I'm saying is that there needs to be a team of paramedics on stand-by and that stoney is no longer allowed near a keyboard.
thestoryofelle
Jul. 13th, 2012 10:30 am (UTC)
Hearing that you're writing is giving me tingly feelings in bits usually reserved for tingling about Darren Criss's shirtless chest....

just so you know.

TMI? Sorry. White wine ('cause we're out of completely out of red) imbibed in solidarity. In Vino Veritas or some shit like that.
stoney321
Jul. 13th, 2012 02:01 pm (UTC)
Oh, it has been a DREADFUL week for writing, but that's because I had 4000 words of dreck stopping up the whole works. One day I will write a wacky Hummelberry In New York slapstick fic, but it didn't have any place in this current story.

(LOL, I have those same tingles about his chest. I MEAN, ABOUT HIS TALENT. Which is his chest. It's very talented.)

NO RED?! SADDEST NEWS EVER. ;D
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