That Moment...

TMW your exams are over so you finally start reading one of the books you got for your course.

 

And that, my friends, is a perfect example of irony.

 

Yeah, first year did not go well. I'm trying again next year.

 

TMW you confirm what you already thought to be true. Turns out stealing
a man's body armor and wearing it with large breasts, might not be all that
comfortable. Well I suppose all things considered smooshed boobage is
acceptable for the trade off for ballistic protection. I would feel bad for
Cor, but in this small instance I feel it is a pinprick of Karma.

 

That got me for some reason.

 

Ooooh, no! No smooshed boobage! Do you hate your characters or what?

Oooh, the second-hand pain!

 

No, sense of self preservation is kinda important. Better to get shot, and not have a hole
in my characters, case Cor might have bullet proof bones, but they will only protect
so much of the overall body. So better to wear what you can scavenge, than hope the other
guys can't shoot and not hit anything.

 

Tmw....

"Wow, what a great day! Man, loving the sunshine and warm weather!"

*steps inside for a minute. comes out*

Spoiler: ahhhhhhhhhhh

 

TMW you laugh like a lunatic at a post you put on a different thread.

 

TMW you find a new taco place. They lose points for the styrofoam container and putting way too much cilantro on the tacos, but holy shit... two tacos fill a full size dinner tray and those taco are$3 each.( I tried to post a picture, but like the tacos, the file is too big.)

 

That moment when you can't sleep, so you leap out of bed, just to tinker the tiniest bit with a story. Just until you start yawning.

Two hours and 2000 words later (on a completely different story, no less) I'm less tired than ever, and wondering why these magnificent bouts of inspirations always seem to happen on the wrong side of midnight.

 

TMW you realize Rom is not your strong suit for a main plot point,
so instead of coming out good it comes out:

So a reasonable subplot point it will be, so as to not screw it up too bad.

 

I know that my peak writing time slot is 10pm-1am-ish, so maybe.

 

My theory is because it's the time of day when your 'doing brain' slows down for sleep, which allows your 'creative brain' to be heard.

I have the same. The more tired I feel, the more likely I am to get a creativity burst. =

 

I endorse this. It makes good sense.

 

Firstly, I disagree. I have read your romance. Also, I know you.
Secondly, if you want to bounce ideas etc, you can always ask me.
Thirdly, Ooooo co-authoring!

 

That moment when someone reads an extract from a novel on TV and you don't have enough hands to adequately facepalm such awful writing.

 

Safety first.

 

It wasn't a Cocker Brothers book, was it?

 

That moment when you're trying to write down all the things that need to happen in your story so you can use them to create a proper plan, but you know what happens next and you like the character it's going to happen to and you're not sure you can write it down even if it's just a plan. And it only gets worse from there.

 

TMW you meet a couple, and the guy looks exactly like a modern Errol Flynn from Robin Hood and the girl looks exactly like a picture you once saw of Marilyn Monroe without makeup...and you think, “Yep, they were meant to live here (Hollywood).”