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Aug. 3rd, 2022 01:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chocolatepotFinally (!) started in on my fic for the HP Drizzle exchange. We are not doing a He That Plays The King again, folks, the minimum is 1000 words and they will get ~1100 words. (It helps that it's a fest based on prompts rather than an exchange; if I'm writing for someone I both feel guiltier about doing the bare minimum and have more motivation to try to get a good response from that specific person.) I just need to bang out the last few hundred words and then I can get back to my assorted OFMD works in progress and maybe start a new one.
Might write up another fic reclist - I bookmark a lot and love advertising fics I love to other people. OTOH pretty much everything I read comes from reclists (or to be fair from subscribing to good writers) so I feel like that might entrench who gets to be recced? I suspect I think about that dynamic a lot more than other people because I'm so insecure.
I had so many green plum tomatoes on the plants, and I had managed to keep the deer away from them by putting them up on the porch, BUT THE SQUIRRELS. The squirrels aren't afraid of going up on the porch and they've made a huge dent in them. An incalculable loss.
Might write up another fic reclist - I bookmark a lot and love advertising fics I love to other people. OTOH pretty much everything I read comes from reclists (or to be fair from subscribing to good writers) so I feel like that might entrench who gets to be recced? I suspect I think about that dynamic a lot more than other people because I'm so insecure.
I had so many green plum tomatoes on the plants, and I had managed to keep the deer away from them by putting them up on the porch, BUT THE SQUIRRELS. The squirrels aren't afraid of going up on the porch and they've made a huge dent in them. An incalculable loss.
