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I'm starting to like mornings. Someone shoot me now.
But how can you argue when you have not one, but TWO mugs of good tea (Nutcracker Sweet in the travel mug, and Blueberry Pomegranite White Tea in the regular mug), a warmer to keep the regular mug warm and the knowledge that by 5 pm, you'll be done at work? Not to mention a story that won't leave you alone? *sigh*
So I guess I'm working on Tris today (no, you haven't met Tris and yes, you will at some point). I just have to figure out what the darn ending to the story is- maybe I write shorts organically? I dunno.
Played WoW last night, because I'm STILL frustrated with Seasons. Honestly, I think I'm going to revise Dreams first and get that out the door this month, because at least I don't feel like a hack writing that one.
Work - meh. I'm really starting to get frustrated over the whole thing and am actively looking for another job here. I'm just done with "Well, we don't know what to do - oh, yeah - we'll dump it on the Masters! Oh, and more money? Nah, you don't need more money." Bah.
Why, yes, we're lit AGAIN. Why do you ask? (And we're supposed to be backup. Not freaking FRONT LINE!)
But how can you argue when you have not one, but TWO mugs of good tea (Nutcracker Sweet in the travel mug, and Blueberry Pomegranite White Tea in the regular mug), a warmer to keep the regular mug warm and the knowledge that by 5 pm, you'll be done at work? Not to mention a story that won't leave you alone? *sigh*
So I guess I'm working on Tris today (no, you haven't met Tris and yes, you will at some point). I just have to figure out what the darn ending to the story is- maybe I write shorts organically? I dunno.
Played WoW last night, because I'm STILL frustrated with Seasons. Honestly, I think I'm going to revise Dreams first and get that out the door this month, because at least I don't feel like a hack writing that one.
Work - meh. I'm really starting to get frustrated over the whole thing and am actively looking for another job here. I'm just done with "Well, we don't know what to do - oh, yeah - we'll dump it on the Masters! Oh, and more money? Nah, you don't need more money." Bah.
Why, yes, we're lit AGAIN. Why do you ask? (And we're supposed to be backup. Not freaking FRONT LINE!)
Discovery Times is an evil, evil thing. So many ideas...
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Tris' bike.
Metrics for Running
Starting count: 0
Ending count: 433
Difference: +433
Start line:
"Peggy's dead. Run."
Ending line:
That she dropped in the trash at the Dunkin’s on the other side of town, before she got on back on the highway, going south.
Darling:
The question punctured the Greek chorus, letting life embrace her again, but not before it gave her a brief heart attack. Tris hurriedly shove her phone in the pocket of her jeans and forced a cheerful smile onto her face as she turned around.
***
I don't know the end of this one yet. Weird.
Metrics for Running
Starting count: 0
Ending count: 433
Difference: +433
Start line:
"Peggy's dead. Run."
Ending line:
That she dropped in the trash at the Dunkin’s on the other side of town, before she got on back on the highway, going south.
Darling:
The question punctured the Greek chorus, letting life embrace her again, but not before it gave her a brief heart attack. Tris hurriedly shove her phone in the pocket of her jeans and forced a cheerful smile onto her face as she turned around.
***
I don't know the end of this one yet. Weird.
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