/facepalm

Feb 18, 2012 00:33

After a delightful conversation with
take_the_good, I have concluded that my issues with fixing this chapter of Down the Line are rooted in the fact that I am writing:

1) an awkward conversation that
2) takes place between two characters who have had no contact for the past ten years
3) barely knew each other to begin with (but might have had UST) and
4) the whole conversation is sparked by the fact that they have a 3-hour drive to make. Together.

And topping it all off:

5) And waiting for them at the end of the road is a doomsday virus capable of wiping out all life on earth as we know it.

...It's a miracle I even remotely pulled this off the first time around.

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oh god why, writing, i throw my hands up in the air sometimes, !fic

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