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*cracks knuckles, but metaphorically, because cracking joints actually freaks me out a lot*
Okay, after I get the fifteen minute scene out of the way, I'm going to write fic. That will be my reward for being like... halfway done.
In theory I was going to write White Collar (and maybe Vorkosigan) quickfic to try to qualify for Remix but um, my brain is producing non-qualifying plotbunnies. LIKE IVAN MEETS NEAL FOR NO FUCKING APPARENT REASON, DEAR MUSE, REALLY? But in the interest of writing being my reward, I will damn well write whatever makes me happy.
In theory I was going to write White Collar (and maybe Vorkosigan) quickfic to try to qualify for Remix but um, my brain is producing non-qualifying plotbunnies. LIKE IVAN MEETS NEAL FOR NO FUCKING APPARENT REASON, DEAR MUSE, REALLY? But in the interest of writing being my reward, I will damn well write whatever makes me happy.