I have this odd love/hate relationship with my brain...
The direction I went skittering off in last night with the Zombies! story has decided to turn on its own tail and go off in an even more diabolical direction.
Which may very well be Piling On my poor main character, but it's got me cackling gleefully and twirling my imaginary mustache, and I don't hate the story any more. So, that's a Good, right?
I think... I hope I can stick an END at the bottom of this thing by five-thirty, which is when I will need to start dinner in time for us to watch the "Lost" finale...
Which may very well be Piling On my poor main character, but it's got me cackling gleefully and twirling my imaginary mustache, and I don't hate the story any more. So, that's a Good, right?
I think... I hope I can stick an END at the bottom of this thing by five-thirty, which is when I will need to start dinner in time for us to watch the "Lost" finale...