and ever since then i got disseminated

[travisezell]

So in the end, the new draft of Minus (God, this story needs a real title) clocks in at a bloated twelve pages (compare to its previous nine). A lot of fat to trim away. Now we spend too much time in the bar, too much time away from the Mirror Room, not enough time with interesting visuals, and I'm still 90% sure Gray is about to be cut altogether. But I wrote it all in, Gray included, so I could look at it and decide for sure just what needed to go.

Tonight was crap.

Tomorrow, maybe better. Andy and I looking at a place that (except for carpeting where he wants hardwood) sounds promising.

Good night.