And with an anticlimactic "poof," the loathsome hwango was once again banished to its prison of echoes and shadow, there to lurk and scheme and plot until the foolishness of mortals once again loosed it upon the world.
This sucks, but I've got nothing for this week. I had very few chances to brainstorm and/or write this weekend, and none of them produced anything. Honestly, I think I'm just too emotionally drained from the Intersection. The whole "find a partner thing" just...it's very upsetting for me. The actual collaborating is fine, but the process of acquiring a collaborator sucks. But I survived it the first week, and I liked what ended up with a for a story, and there was nothing exotic about the poll to make me worry that if I got voted out that I'd take some innocent bystander with me. I could breathe a sigh of relief afterwards that at least it was over, and maybe this would be fun again.
Alas, then we had to do it again immediately, and I was upset for the next three days. I think the only reason I managed to write anything at all for last week was the looming possibility that if I went down in flames I might be taking someone with me. And then yes, the poll _did_ turn out to be adding our scores together, and I stressed out the entire voting period that I'd managed to get
rayaso eliminated because I didn't stick the landing on an ending for my story (or because it didn't measure up for some other reason, but from inside my own head the biggest issue with my entry for last week was that I thought the ending could have been stronger).
So, yeah. Thank you so much to everyone who has been reading and voting and commenting all season! It's been really great to have so much support, and I'm so glad I could make people laugh in These Difficult Times. Sorry I just couldn't manage it this time.