In the world of writing
I worked on the next chapter of 'A Comedy of Letters' last night into the wee hours of the morning. I've been looking forward to writing this chapter for a while, and so it's not surprising that it seems somewhat stale in parts. However, I think I finally hit a good note on it--this chapter is probably not going to be as long as I would like it to be. But I really don't want to prolong it and lose the snap either.
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Here's a little snippet:
It all fell apart after that. The psyches were raging and storming inside me, getting louder and louder and I couldn’t face them because I was running away from what Mystique’s memories had shown me. I couldn’t face it then-I can barely face it now.
I was so mad. I was so furious.
I think that’s why I manifested Sabertooth first. If anyone defines just plain, stupid rage, it’s Sabertooth.
2,937 / 4,500
(65.3%)
Here's a little snippet:
It all fell apart after that. The psyches were raging and storming inside me, getting louder and louder and I couldn’t face them because I was running away from what Mystique’s memories had shown me. I couldn’t face it then-I can barely face it now.
I was so mad. I was so furious.
I think that’s why I manifested Sabertooth first. If anyone defines just plain, stupid rage, it’s Sabertooth.