cimorene

so i've stayed up all night writing. usually when i said something like that i'd have written a lot--the two days/90 K of it's called the world spring to mind--but this story and its action-ish plot are still kicking my ass, so what that actually means is that in twelve hours or so i've produced between 1500 and 1600 words, with a lot of angsting and procrastinating in between.

now i'm at the final big plot point, right, but i've remembered i know nothing about meteors and had to send away for actual scientific expertise from my dad. now i'm having a minor freakout. maybe i don't want to use meteors after all! augh! aie! meteors are haaard! sometimes i really feel the attraction of write what you know. sadly it won't really work here ("sheppard and mckay walk into a tourist shop in japan..." "...go camping in arkansas..." "...take a road trip through tennessee..." whoops--done that already¹). but i'm so close to the end! i want to finish this story!

ps. i've been awake more than 24 hours at this point. oops.

1. although not with sheppard and mckay