Not to say that it's bad. It's all fine. Slash and het are both fine. Hot passion shooting down the spine and high feelings squeezing the heart are both fine.
And, hell's sake, it's my diary, I can write in English if I'm so inclined.
Only I'm finding that I'm appreciating those "clean cases" more. "Fate's Favourite" by The Fictionist - no slash. "Meeting Mary" by Snommis, up to 6th chapter and no slash. My "Not quite", finally. Bloody hell, I can't write any kind of action between Leon and D without being delirious from sleep deprivation, and even then it comes out low-rated.
I mean, what's the point of forcing myself?
Or that wasn't what I meant.
It's that thing again, I start writing but there's no conclusion. I start thinking but there's no conclusion.
Oh damn, could write at Logan's as well, since I'd started. But what to write?
I really should be working instead.
Or going to sleep, in order to wake up early.
Please let tomorrow be still a holiday. I'm so bloody tired.