I've written 24k in the past five days in order to meet two deadlines. On top of handling a dentist appointment, guitar lesson, three trips to the grocery store, two school runs for emergencies, a trip to San Jose on Saturday night to see the Dances with the Stars with Alicia and our exchange student as one of their Christmas gifts, a minor catastrophe with Alicia when she dropped her saber while practicing and clobbered herself in the eye (huge bump, big gash, and now a black eye), and a hair appointment that ended up lasting three hours.
So...yeah. Officially dead.
Tomorrow morning I have to read through line edits on a 40k story and then finish cleaning my house to prepare for 75 teenagers descending on us in the afternoon for a potluck dinner. Then I have one more Christmas fic gift to write at which point I can finally start thinking about wrapping gifts and finishing up the grocery shopping for Christmas.
Fingers crossed I actually make it to Christmas this year. :P