The Creative Process

The Finishing Touches, cont'd

Sleeping the night away...

Yes, sleep is good. I take a break after all that exhaustive note taking and writing and editting.

THE Keyboard of the gods...

Or just mine. This is where I type up all those wonderful ficcys. I actually need a new one. This one is extremely dirty... Oh look, you can see my ACT result packet (26, baby!), and my incomplete "two volume" dictionary (which means its in two pieces and is missing a ton of pages). And the Stapler!

Let there be light...

Once again I'm dueling with the ceiling fan, this time for light.

Posting...

Me, attempting to post my newest chapter.

Grrrr...

Fanfiction.net does not like to work...

What was that number again?

Me, trying to remember a phone number. I suck at phone numbers.

That's nice...

Dont' I have such the expression on my face? So blank. I'm talking to Darci, trying to figure out times to go see The Italian Job.

You like me...you really like me...

Just a raving review...:-) Or something like that.

C'mere...

What is it with me and grabbing the camera?

YESSSS!

Either I'm really excited that Ff.net is working properly, or I got a whole bunch of great reviews, or I'm finally getting to go see the Italian job...or even, maybe I'm proud of myself of a job well done. Either way, it's been another exciting process of my creativity. GAZE UPON MY FLAMING HIGH TOPS OF DOOM!

THE END!