So I managed to register for Pottermore, by staying up until 7 am and sleeping until 2. And I felt very excited and accomplished...but all day today, as I was bitching about my sleep-deprivation, well-meaning people would ask "So what is 'Pottermore' exactly?" And I would smile and start to explain it, and it went something like this:
"It's a sight with some stuff and the books and things happen and..."
So, albeit being happy about it, this is kind of how I feel:
Mostly because I start Grad school in a month or so, and I need to write. I say that all the time, I know, and I probably won't - but if nothing else, I'll just talk about my day. Post some fic. When I feel like it, which is more freeing than any sort of livejournal-related promise I've ever made before.
But it's been ten years since I started this thing. It would be a shame to waste it now.
Anyway, fic. I have a great title, and a great opening quote. Aannndd...no one to write it about. So we're off to a rollicking good start.
Amongst other things, one of my resolutions is to write in this far more often, even if it's just stupid everyday type-shiz. That way, I can stop lying to myself and say that I did at least write -something-.
...Starting tomorrow. Or possibly the day after that.