Not enough time, never enough time
Feb. 29th, 2004 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartI've finished the next chapter of Innocence today. Finch has her cameo. *g*
At the moment I don't even care about the lack of enthusiasm from the rest of the world. This is something I need to do, so it will be done.
Dratted story spawned two new chapters during the process and a spinoff about a sideline OC. Ah, well, I see I'll never be able to write all the stories that are inside me. What a shame, really. I'd like to see them written. But unless I become an Elf or some weird alien that lives hundreds of years, it's not very likely.
I'd love to re-do my original fantasy epos - the only piece of original writing I actually finished. But it'd be so much work - 1,500 pages, much of which is utter crap - and I have so little time.
There is my huge vampire multi-crossover-AU that wants to be written more seriously than just the bits and pieces I've already done. And the BG/Origial Trek crossover, with the four novel-length parts already written, waiting for translation, and 30 more parts in bits and pieces, too.
There is the Voyager AU, the Equinox AU, and I am getting new ideas for completely different stuff every day. Sometimes I feel like the old Caretaker in the Voyager pilot, constantly mumbling about not enough time and dying in despair over the work not done.
Oh, and, of course, there would also be that annoying little fact that RL demands from me to have a job and work for a living. Ah, well. As Dr. McCoy has put once, this is a cruel universe.
I'll go and re-watch the Babylon 5 pilot now. I'm too tired to even think straight (the relatives invided us today again), so anything creative would be out of question.
Well, at least my cold is more or less gone, and if everything goes as planned, I'll have my new bed next week. Thank God for small favours.
At the moment I don't even care about the lack of enthusiasm from the rest of the world. This is something I need to do, so it will be done.
Dratted story spawned two new chapters during the process and a spinoff about a sideline OC. Ah, well, I see I'll never be able to write all the stories that are inside me. What a shame, really. I'd like to see them written. But unless I become an Elf or some weird alien that lives hundreds of years, it's not very likely.
I'd love to re-do my original fantasy epos - the only piece of original writing I actually finished. But it'd be so much work - 1,500 pages, much of which is utter crap - and I have so little time.
There is my huge vampire multi-crossover-AU that wants to be written more seriously than just the bits and pieces I've already done. And the BG/Origial Trek crossover, with the four novel-length parts already written, waiting for translation, and 30 more parts in bits and pieces, too.
There is the Voyager AU, the Equinox AU, and I am getting new ideas for completely different stuff every day. Sometimes I feel like the old Caretaker in the Voyager pilot, constantly mumbling about not enough time and dying in despair over the work not done.
Oh, and, of course, there would also be that annoying little fact that RL demands from me to have a job and work for a living. Ah, well. As Dr. McCoy has put once, this is a cruel universe.
I'll go and re-watch the Babylon 5 pilot now. I'm too tired to even think straight (the relatives invided us today again), so anything creative would be out of question.
Well, at least my cold is more or less gone, and if everything goes as planned, I'll have my new bed next week. Thank God for small favours.
