Word Count: 1,647
Scenes: 2.4 (Arbitrary stats FTW!)
I'm kinda scared by being this close to the end. Every scene I have left is one that's been riding me for a minimum of eight months, and so they're all fearsome and awesome to write. I probably should have given up an hour ago and gone to sleep. I "look" like I'm already in a trance, I'm just not quite horizontal yet. Anyhow. I'm sure that was edifying. And I'm working on a thoughtful blog post. :P You know, one of those mythical ones that is written with intact language centers of brains? I thought I'd give it a shot.
Hehe, I amuse myself.
I need to shut up.
Oh, and I just realized that one of my side characters could actually be awesome, given the right circumstances, so I think I'll give her a good death scene.
MOVING ON.
This excerpt is part of some fun stuff I wrote with Kemendraugh, back when she had internet and when I couldn't kill anyone. She said I could have one of hers to kill. And then I ended up killing her favorite characters instead. *winces* Ouch, I'm a bad man.
Why are you blowing up my cell?
