In Which We Vent

Four hours spent sitting in front of my laptop has produced about two paragraphs of crap. I despise this part of writing, as it is painful. I have all these ideas bouncing around in my head, but none of them are fully formed enough to be written down and I have no options aside from sitting them out. It's frustrating and it makes my head hurt, because writing is something I have to do (otherwise I wouldn't stick with it through periods like this).

That aside, clares_flaw will be happy to hear that I have solved the plot issue in the Gaiden fic. Hopefull I will get some more written during work tomorrow, as the beginning and end are ready and waiting patiently for a middle.

これで以上です。