And lo, there was flailing. And also the timestamp meme.

[nonelvis]

In an effort to keep myself from flailing about tomorrow's Confidential, I am going to spend the afternoon knitting and watching something totally unrelated to DW. Not that this will help much, I suspect, but it's worth a shot.

Another thing that probably won't help, but I'm going to do it anyway:

Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.

(Actually, I may try to write 100 words exactly, just because.)

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[kalleah.livejournal.com]

Bernard, one day after Leap in the Dark.

[nonelvis]

Oh, man, this was so hard, because I haven't written Bernard in nearly a year. But here he is, 100 words exactly.

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“There you are,” said Lisa, plucking Bernard from his perch on the toilet tank. “How’d you end up here?”

“Alice held me during the conga line. Then she and Stephen engaged in –”

“Never mind, I don’t want to know.”

“Despite their enthusiasm for one another, I remain undamaged, Lisa.”

“Seriously, spare me. You would not believe my hangover.”

“Why would your hangover lie to me, Lisa?”

Lisa sighed. “I have got to patch you for metaphors. And maybe some tact.”

“I eagerly await the upgrade,” said Bernard, and grinned happily as Lisa marched him back to her room.

[kalleah.livejournal.com]

Hee. :)