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

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.)