Round 23, Hour 7

[isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com]

Good Afternoon (Morning/Evening) all!!! I'm Don and I'll be taking over for the nest few hours (as long as the time chicken is ok with that :D)

So how did the writing go this hour? Were you writing up a storm or did your muse decide to take a break? Maybe your stomach got too much and decided it was time for food or your body decided it was time for bed?

Drop a comment and let me know :D

Comments

[welfycat.livejournal.com]

Hello!

Sadly, it is past my sleeping time, but so far for fic rush I've written 1,747 words this evening, and posted my next section of my nanowrimo piece. 12 days left!!!!

I hope you all are doing well tonight.

Goodnight!!

[isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com]

1,747 words is amazing :D

Goodnight :D

[sid]

Hey, Don! :-)

I wrote another 127 words, finished number three of Five Things, and have 806 words total so far!

I've been majorly messed up this week sleeping-wise, so I might fall into bed at any time (it's midnight here), or I might still be here at 7 o'clock in the morning. But I suspect I'm overdue to crash. *g*

[isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com]

Yay on the word count but I think you defiantly think you should crash. You are more than defiantly overdue for a crash :D

Goodnight :D

[lolmac]

I'll be headed for bed soon. Hopefully I'll dream of Awesome Action Scenes to write, and not about traffic jams.

[isdon-isgood9.livejournal.com]

Ooo, I love the icon :D

Goodnight, have sweet dreams and none about traffic jams :D

[lolmac]

*g* I just recently iconified some of the LOLMacs from last year. I've been meaning to do more of them.

[http://users.livejournal.com/idlewild_/]

My muse is on a break, but I got a critical action sequence started. It's the denouement of the entire story. So that was good. Bed time for me soon!

[a-q.livejournal.com]

I did my Yuletide sign-up & letter, finally! Yes! Gosh it was hard this year, I have zero prompt ideas for others, just selfish 'I can't give this idea because I want to write it myself' -thoughts.
Selfish, bad.

Now I will look for my writing pen and note book, where ever they have scuttled to (darn things)