Evil Frickin' Bunnies

So my deadline is tomorrow...and I won't be making it.

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Truthfully it is my own fault for spending the past two weeks writing these little backstories and sub plots that just bug the hell out of me. And the bunnies, the evil god damned bunnies of "this would make a great story", and "its October you should write a horror story", or "this would make a great New England historical novel" (yeah cause I have time for that right now).

Enter the Bunny Choppy Ax!
/Bloody plot bunny parts fly everywhere!

In all honesty this massive writing fest (pre Wrimo too, what the heck will I be like then?) has been a blast plot bunny invasion and all. I've gotten so much more material for editing and I really feel like I understand the characters now, flaws, failings and strengths. But, deep sadness, the deadline will pass the final scene will not be written.

Well, all's well that goes well, I guess. At least I have ideas and motivation, other than flexible deadlines a writer really cannot ask for much more. (Wait, I kind of have one of those too...sweetness!) Now if only I could not read this book of H.P. Lovecraft stories. Self control is not getting the better of me.