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I missed quite a few season of Six Feet Under along the way. Somewhere. But I did catch the finale on reruns, and I think I need to bawl like a baby now. The ending is just so strangely poignant and beautiful. That song is going to kill me for the rest of my life. I want to just watch that sequence over and over and over again.
I'm full of weird, nervous energy about college, which I am trying to channel into my writing (though I should be channeling it into packing), and I was thinking about how I used to be able to write so much in so little an amount of time. And then I realized that was just because I actually managed to finish nearly all the stuff I started. In my "fma" and "hp" folders, there are probably only 2-3 fics that I've started and haven't finished (which is small, compared to the amount I've actually posted). In "alias", there are 4-5, compared to the one(1) I've finished. Let's not even get started on the amount of random batfic I have floating around on my hard drive.
Why can't I finish anything? Woe!
I'm full of weird, nervous energy about college, which I am trying to channel into my writing (though I should be channeling it into packing), and I was thinking about how I used to be able to write so much in so little an amount of time. And then I realized that was just because I actually managed to finish nearly all the stuff I started. In my "fma" and "hp" folders, there are probably only 2-3 fics that I've started and haven't finished (which is small, compared to the amount I've actually posted). In "alias", there are 4-5, compared to the one(1) I've finished. Let's not even get started on the amount of random batfic I have floating around on my hard drive.
Why can't I finish anything? Woe!