I've been wearing the same clothes (asleep and awake, if you're wondering) for three days, but the storyline of Nine Days is now hitting on all cylinders. Turns out that the secret is not putting more stuff in, it's taking stuff out. Which, when y'all read the book, you'll boggle at, considering the sheer volume of stuff that's still there.
Unfortunately, the completion of my 129-page Narrative Summary is only the opening salvo in the slaughterfest that will be rewrite number 4/5. It's a good thing I enjoy doing this shit.
Speaking of slaughterfests, did everybody see the Olympic biathlon last night? Where the hell were the Finns?
Bright Like Neon Love
2 hours ago
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