I hate this part of being a writer. You know, the days when you feel like an artless hack, when you look at the drivel you're spewing and just want to vomit.
Yeehaw. I'm a writer. Bleah.
Despite this, I got words written. Whether or not they stay in, well, I can't say that at this point. This draft is being done according to Val's Spaghetti Method of Writing: