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I am sad that I have been able to use neither the word asshat (no longer the case!) or the word batshit in the story I am currently writing. SO FAR. But WHAT KIND OF A STORY IS THAT, I ASK YOU? (a rubbish one, that’s what). This is possibly the longest thing I have ever written. And it is about a bandom zombie apocalypse. I’m trying to decide if that is brilliant or appalling. So far I’m on a little of column A, a little of column B. There is also way more talking in this one than in my normal stuff. (Which is to say, Bob says, like, two words and Frank says motherfucker a lot. THIS IS A BIG DEAL FOR ME, ok?)
Weirdly, I have a middle, an ending line, but no beginning. Which is entirely my own fault for stream-of-thought-ing my way into a story. So, dudes, if you were writing a zombie apocalypse fic, what would your opening line be?
nokomis305: next bit tonight! It’s still ridiculous! And sucky! Or ridiculously sucky, both seem accurate.
Weirdly, I have a middle, an ending line, but no beginning. Which is entirely my own fault for stream-of-thought-ing my way into a story. So, dudes, if you were writing a zombie apocalypse fic, what would your opening line be?
nokomis305: next bit tonight! It’s still ridiculous! And sucky! Or ridiculously sucky, both seem accurate.