Argh.

[agilebrit]

*stares at recent entries*

Yeah. Whole lotta ficcin', not goin' on around here. Whole lotta starin' instead. Well. At least I finally broke out of my writer's block for the CYA ficathon story; I've got Fred up in her old room in the Hyperion scribbling formulas on the walls and Spike pounding on her door with tacos in hand. Progress, of a kind, is being made, I suppose. Man, I haven't posted anything new since the 14th. I am so very lame. Not even drabbles. I suck.

And in the temp-corp fic, I added a few details to the description of Fred's apartment, thanks to a post in jerib_78's LJ about how her apartment looks. Since she's, you know, a physicist too. So, yeah, once that fic is finished and posted, I should put a disclaimer on there about how I shamelessly stole Fred's apartment from Jeri. Heh.

So, bleh. Anyone got any ideas for ficlets? Most of the Plot Bunnies in my hutch are way too complicated for anything under a thousand words, and I feel like I'm going through a real dry spell here. Simple. Simple is good.

Comments

[whirligigged.livejournal.com]

Let us see....How about some platonic Spangel interaction? Heavy on the snark? ^_~

First time I haven't requested Spred. Gasp.