And now for something completely different...
Reading over this draft of the latest chapter, I've come to realize I do transitions about as well as Eddie Izzard does.
So, yeah, the chapter is almost done. But I've got to go now. My grandmother is on fire.
So, yeah, the chapter is almost done. But I've got to go now. My grandmother is on fire.
Labels: history writ small, junk
posted by Courtney at 2:15 PM
2 Comments:
And, uh, this is all true.
Yeah, no, it is. Not really.
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