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Here I am, yet again, trying to get my writing muse to come back from wherever it has gone.

To this effect I am going to "try" to write something each day. (No Yoda, I can try!) ;)

(I tried to put this behind a cut, but alas, I've forgotten how to do that. Oo )

Frustration

The day had been long, but it was not over yet. There still was time left on the clock, but he was out of patience to deal with it. He picked up his unused kneaded eraser and put his frustration into squished and pressing it into a reasonable round shape, then proceeded to bounce it off the connecting wall. The repetitive metallic thunk was almost soothing.

He heard a sigh come from beyond the connecting wall. "Please stop that," came the voice of his cubical mate.

"I'm so done with today," he stated throwing the makeshift ball harder, relishing the pitch change as it bounced off the wall .

"You and me both, but please don't take your frustrations out on me."

"I'm not , I'm just.."

"Annoying me?" Joel's head appeared around the wall, his glasses tipped down his nose so he could see Pete clearly.

He paused with his kneaded assault weapon poised to smash against the wall again. "Um, sorry." He gave Joel a weary simile, and set it back down on his desk, "That was not my intention."

"Yeah, okay." Joel stood up, and arched his back. A soft moan escaped him as his back noisily popped and cracked as it gave voice to a complaint about sitting in one position for so long. "Maybe you can use that energy to go to the break room next door and get us some sodas?" Joel turned his head and flash Pete a smile, "I'll buy."

Pete was suddenly very thirsty, but not for soda, "um, yeah sure."

Joel turned, pulled open a drawer to collect some coins, and then held them out to Pete. "Here you go".

Pete stood and took the offered change, "Thanks, anything to get away from this desk."

Joel smile and turned back to his desk, with a soft "Thanks", that was almost sounded shy to Pete.

"Anytime." He hesitated a moment, then headed off down the isle of the cubicle city he'd been relegated to for the past week. Briskly, he rubbed his hands over his face in the hope it would clear the annoying stagnate numbness from his mind. All this enforced inactivity was going to cause him to make mistakes. If he wasn't careful, he was going to slip up and say or do something he'd regret. And now, he was thinking things about his cubicle neighbor that could get him in some serious hot water. He needed to get back into the field.

Joel settled in his chair and watched the retreating back, tight with frustration, and sighed. "Damn, that is one fine ass." Shaking his head he refocused on his tasks. "Stop mooning over the straight ones," he admonished himself.

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 I don't know if I've asked about this here before, so I apologize if I'm repeating myself. 



There was a very funny SGA, 1/2 ART and 1/2 FIC list/thing, that was posted years ago.  It was list of off world missions and people had started to put notes on it in different colored pens.  It was very funny and each character had their own color and font. 

Does anyone remember this?  I'd love to find it again.  

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 I had a really bad day today (should be against the law to have a bad Friday).  I could use some funny SGA story recommendations!  

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 I'm having problems posting from Deviant Art to AO3.  Anyone have any knowledge on how to do that or if there are any known problems. 

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I just realized all my art links on AO3 are broken.  sigh 

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 So, here's another little bit in my bid to get my writing mojo back.

John's side of the Wall

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  I'm trying to get my writing mojo working again. I've been trying to write stories and it wasn't working. So, now I'm focusing smaller. Little scenes. 

Here's a little scene.

The Wall

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It used to be, I had a hard time getting off the computer. Nowadays, I find it hard to get on the computer. I know the majority of the issue is due to working from home. I'm on the computer, sitting at my not so comfortable desk, all day. The last thing I want to do is to STAY on the computer.

This has had the unfortunate effect of isolating me from my friends and fandom groups. I don't mean to be anti-social; it's just a bi-product of this fuck-up year.

The sad part is I feel so left out. Or rather, I feel so disconnected to what is going on with everyone. When I do managed to check in on social media, I'm so behind on what's up, that I don't know what everyone is referring too, or what is the challenge people are posting about.

I want to ask, to join in, but I don't. I want to do the challenges, I want to be a part of the conversations, and yet, I don't want to be on my computer, I don't want to do anything except zone out in front of the TV.

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