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eightsonEight one five. Ten days of procrastination and avoidance, working on everything but "scene" five section two. Eleven thousand wayward words to sort into dialogue, description and action over seven scenes.
I really fucking hate this minor character. I can't stand the prick. I want to childishly kill him off in some horrible, painful way, but that's not the story. It wouldn't fit.
Plane ticket within the next couple of weeks. We're getting closer to the escape hatch.
I really fucking hate this minor character. I can't stand the prick. I want to childishly kill him off in some horrible, painful way, but that's not the story. It wouldn't fit.
Plane ticket within the next couple of weeks. We're getting closer to the escape hatch.
