Love.

I'm on all sorts of a big-ass posting kick today.

Now that the DWNOGA deadline has come and gone, I will take a deep breath and say... Wow, I really really have an unholy love for my story.  I am actually honest-to-God satisfied with it.  Which really makes me all kinds of happy and a half.  Because I could pick apart my last two rather brutally.  (Although I do like them both, on the average.  Just... no unholy love!)

I finished and submitted it early this afternoon, after a beta by my loverly beaux.  So I had it totally taken care of when I went to work..... (Which actually really felt kinda weird.  I was standing out at the lumber register, and later briefly at the return desk, without frantically writing more story on receipt tape!)  Talk about a weight off my mind.

And now...  I WANT IT TO BE CHRISTMAS EVE ALREADY MRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

But yes.  I think I quite admirably took care of my recipient's requests, despite initially having no idea how on earth I'd pull it off, had a hell of a fun time doing it, and despite my crazy night o' writing last night, am totally shot in the ass about it.

Life is pretty good right now, methinks.