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{During my blog absence, I rediscovered the joy of writing on actual paper. Go figure. Occasionally, I'll share here. This is what's written on the first page of one of the notebooks I've been scribbling in recently.}

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It’s amazing to me how, out of the blue, I keep finding all these essentially empty notebooks.  In the absolute weirdest places.  Today?  I found four notebooks, all with less than five pages used.  In my sock drawer.

Seriously.  My SOCK. DRAWER.

Obviously, I have or have had a serious notebook problem.  Especially seeing as I never write by hand anymore.  The proof of that is in the pudding.  I’m less than half a page into my near-illegible henscratch and my hand is cramping.  My thumb is already threatening to strike.  Ungrateful thumb.  Just because it’s gotten used to a cushy life on the spacebar…

So I found these notebooks.  Obviously, I found a pen and have realized my horrid over-use of the word ‘obviously.’  Now what?  What do I write?

The last thing I ‘seriously’ wrote (and take that with all that salt you’d like) was fanfic.  Who in their right mind even admits to writing fanfic?  Under their actual name?  I was so desperate to get the writing juices flowing into anything at that point in my life - a very long time ago, I might add - that I was willing to attach my real name to it.  Then I had the audacity - oh yes, it gets worse - to leave it unfinished.  All that work, all the fan build up, all the years I poured into the thing, and the quasi-orphaned little girl has been laying in a coma after being shot by her long-lost mother’s arch enemy for a decade now.  Sad, sad, sad.

(And, no, you will not twist my arm into admitting I wrote soap opera fanfic.  Oh, no, you won’t.)

Wow.  A handwritten page and a half.  And see, Mr. Ornery Thumb?  You’re still here!  You’re numb, but you’re not dead yet.

 

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{Note to the one reading this and rolling her eyes (yes, I mean YOU, my former partner in fanfic crime), I most certainly will not admit that I'm yet again writing another fanfic. No. Not at all. I'm not desperate to get back into writing again either. Nah. Certainly not desperate enough to delve into a whole new fandom. Uh uh.}


Comments
  1. I actually had a whole period of time I forgot I’d even written fanfic.  Or indeed that it was still posted on the internet. (Unfinished)

    Until I got an email about it last week.  Oops.  smile

    And… do tell smile

    Posted by (JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)  on  09/22  at  04:13 PM
  1. I’ve also re-discovered paper. . . partially because I spent a weekend camping (and there were only two computers with high-speed Internet for the whole campground—talk about roughing it!) and partially because the dollar store near me suddenly has all these really nice little notebooks.

    Thanks for stopping by my new site. I also feel a need to stop and look at every name on the Cabbage Patch Kids in the store. . . I’ve found my name, but not my spelling.

    Posted by carli  on  09/22  at  09:00 PM

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