The dreadful path from "Omg I love this chapter so much" to "If I read it once again and find yet another thing to change, I might as well set it on fire"
The time you finally let go and post it should definitely be somewhere in between 😂
Making myself sad while editing Chapter 6 of my WWDITS fix it, which is basically Nandor and Guillermo watching Season 5
I mean, imagine Nandor watching how Guillermo was turned. That he was buying his turning from anyone who would offer, just getting it over with in a supermarket backroom. To see how low Guillermo had stooped for it.
It's just so sad. I need to get to the fluff soon. XD
(Also quick reminder that this is not me abandoning my Astarion longfics. This is just a detour. I will be back.)
I stare at my one note page for my mha fic longingly, I turn to the gods of hyperfixation and plead and pray for aid in finishing this one chapter. It has been sitting in this page, 80% finished, only the ending to go for over a year now. It has been edited and rewritten to perfection, but the ending fizzles out and dies before I can write it.
“Just do it,” I tell myself, “just sit yourself down and write something, anything, it can’t hurt.”
So I do, for several days, often for hours at a time, skipping meals and procrastinating going to the bathroom until my bowels are fit to burst, getting lost in my fixation to write and finish what I started. There are people who have been waiting patiently, people an update might mean the world to who are counting on me.
After a few months of this, scattered across what few days I could spare I sit back and take in what I’ve done.
“You did it,” my beta reader says, joy picking up an edge in their voice, “you finally did it,”
“Yes,” I say, “I have planned out 3 seperate au’s for 2 different horror podcasts I listen to, made a playlist for one of them, and written 1,000 words each on two seperate voltron whump fics!”
There’s a moment I take in what I say…
Then my forehead meets the table Infront of my laptop, and I curse out the gods that be.