What else could I do but start it up again? Sent her the first new bits to beta in a long, long while. I seem to respond to threats. *g*
And I'd forgotten how consuming it is, to write like this. How everything else becomes unwelcome distraction. Makes RL that much harder. This time last year, I came *this* close to having a breakdown, a divorce, what have you. And over a freaking *fic*? Where's my perspective?
But the hardest part? It pains me to finish it. Because then it'll be *over*. I'll have to acknowledge that the show is done, that fandom is leaking away. And as long as I have that unfinished monstrosity on my hard drive and at Sofia's journal there will be something left. And I'm so close to done, really.
I just don't want it to be *over*.