More of Will's story. yay for going out of order ( Read more... )

Some rough work on the third story of the trilogy, when Josh and Donna and Amy and Elsie pay the boys a visit. Very, very rough at the end there. That will probably be changed around ( Read more... )

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Part of this storyWill feels the storm before he sees it, a coolness to the day, a prickling on the back of his neck. He feel the emptiness that surrounds the house, the void that storm clouds and rain are going to slide into in a few hours time. The sky is still blue, but it's fading out to grey and he can tell, the way he's been ( Read more... )

If he didn't know that Toby would die before consenting to this tenuous relationship formed between speech writing and speech giving, Will would almost think that it was a set up. He and Toby were set to work through the night, through the new year, crafting language well into the first hours of 2003. He'd turned down Elsie's invitation to a party ( Read more... )

from the Iowa 'verse ( Read more... )