My WIPs are trying to make me feel guilty but I'm ignoring them out of spite.

*take that beer-drinking-colonels-fic! And you too Cassie-Janet-adventure-fic! See, what's this I'm holding? It's called a novel. A paper novel. Ha! And you know what, Wip? I can read it anywhere. And look. I've got a second one. Ah ha! I don't need your silly laptop with your messy power cables and your clicking keys trying to tempt me to put my fingers on them*

ahem. Good luck.