Attack of the flying insomnias
Dec. 31st, 2003 03:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indriIt is hot tonight and humid and fifteen minutes ago I woke in a mini panic attack, thinking,
---what if I got Nikki's watcher's name wrong?
---wouldn't Lydia be suffering from burns too?
---would someone Olivia's age go to Ibiza?
---why didn't I research Victorian underwear?
---why am I bothering to publish crappy drabbles (except I like the one about Robin)?
---why have I been working on the same fic for more than a year without publishing any of it?
I will feel better in the morning, I know.
I had a good evening. Friends called to say that they were visiting from London and could we join them for dinner? We went to a restaurant around the corner and were plied with nice wine until we were giddy.
---what if I got Nikki's watcher's name wrong?
---wouldn't Lydia be suffering from burns too?
---would someone Olivia's age go to Ibiza?
---why didn't I research Victorian underwear?
---why am I bothering to publish crappy drabbles (except I like the one about Robin)?
---why have I been working on the same fic for more than a year without publishing any of it?
I will feel better in the morning, I know.
I had a good evening. Friends called to say that they were visiting from London and could we join them for dinner? We went to a restaurant around the corner and were plied with nice wine until we were giddy.
