I reached that point

I reached the point with this writing thing where I threw out everything i had planned to do, restructured it so that I would protect my favourite character from doing anything at all unsavoury and thus being seen as less than as awesome as I think he is, and went to bed. Then I woke up and realized that that meant I had a fairly emotionally unsatifying ending (for myself, at least).

This always happens.

I have returned from the brink now.

Plotty slash stories are so awesome. They create so much work and anguish for me as I try to make them come out the way I want them too. Fortunately that's what I consider to be fandom fun.

THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO IS HUMOURING ME AND TALKING ME THROUGH THIS. (You know who you are.) I appreciate it.