adjectives & more adjectives
I'd typed about two paragraphs of a post about Arthur and how he is represented in fandom (in short: with wild variability) and how he is to work with as a narrator (in short: FUCKING UNRELIABLE) and than I thought, Fahye, you are spending far too much time overthinking one single character and you don't need to inflict that on the rest of the internet. So then there was some judicious use of the delete key, and this post is a lot better for it.
(But ugh, ugh, I am not used to it taking this long for me to get a strong handle on my narrator! 3600 words in and I am maybe starting to feel comfortable in the driver's seat.)
Anyway. I said I wouldn't talk about the WIP.
Let's talk about the fact that
drealle sent me an amazing care package as a promise of things to come when I visit her in Brussels! CHOCOLATE. IN FUN FLAVOURS. And also a set of those nifty Blair Waldorf-esque necktie things with which to preppify my work wardrobe.
Let's talk about the fact that tomorrow is Friday.
(But ugh, ugh, I am not used to it taking this long for me to get a strong handle on my narrator! 3600 words in and I am maybe starting to feel comfortable in the driver's seat.)
Anyway. I said I wouldn't talk about the WIP.
Let's talk about the fact that
Let's talk about the fact that tomorrow is Friday.
