I am slug! Hear me... slime?
I have done NOTHING this weekend. And yes, today is weekend. Jake took Valentine's Day off of work and we're spending a day of decadence.
I have guilt. I have written NOTHING on my stories in days, I have posted no EMG entries, I have not put up the new artist at PA or answered emails or much of anything but fluffy-fun art.
I apparently do not have much guilt, however, as I am about to go do more fluffy-fun art, or possibly go for a walk in the woods (a gentle one - ye olde back is acting up). Only the writing gives me some grief, because I am lamentably behind and it is becoming harder and harder to get back into it as my fear starts gnawing at me.
I have guilt. I have written NOTHING on my stories in days, I have posted no EMG entries, I have not put up the new artist at PA or answered emails or much of anything but fluffy-fun art.
I apparently do not have much guilt, however, as I am about to go do more fluffy-fun art, or possibly go for a walk in the woods (a gentle one - ye olde back is acting up). Only the writing gives me some grief, because I am lamentably behind and it is becoming harder and harder to get back into it as my fear starts gnawing at me.