albalark (albalark) wrote,

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Taking a Deep Breath . . .

 As of 45 minutes ago, my re-written, re-tooled, re-thought (and hopefully re-fundable) NSF grant has gone in over the wire - a full day before deadline.  Now I get to fret and stew for an entire month while I wait to hear.  I'm still working on my NIH version of the proposal.  That's not due until Feb 18 (before I'll hear from the NSF, natch :-/ ) so I have some time to review that EMBO paper that I put off while I was grant writing, take care of those JBC page proofs that have been hanging fire and to go quietly insane because I did something reeeeaaalllly stupid:  I signed up for dysfuncentine . 

Yes, I know - I'm being a whiny baby, but there's a reason for that.  When I decided to sign up, it was after I'd read the prompts and one of them just leapt out at me with a flash of inspiration.  If I'd sat down to write it right that minute, regardless of whether I was actually assigned the prompt, I might have had a neat little story.  But, noooooooooo.  And so the flash of inspiration dissipated, never to return, as I focused my attention on other things.  So, of course when I finally got around to opening my assignment email just a bit ago, that's the prompt I got.  Reading the prompt again did not help.  So now I have to come up with something for two characters I'm not certain I know well enough to write.  Not to mention find an actual plot to put them in.  Merlin on a bicycle - this one just has 'disaster' written all over it.  You may regret telling your flist to laugh at me when I say I can't write, kellychambliss .  After this they may well be laughing, but not for that reason.  ::buries head in hands::  I think I'll go and do something easy now, like proving String Theory or something. :-P
Tags: dunderheadedness, fic, the ebil
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