Well, my hours are all flipped around backwards as they always are
when I'm hell bent on writing. I am on the third chapter of Releasing
the Robyn and already had to throw the outline out the window, then go
out the back door and stomp on it, then pick it up and crumple it, then
throw it in my frozen pond, then walk slowly across the ice and retrieve
it so I could burn it.
Why?
'Cause my damn characters REFUSE to follow and outline. And because I love those characters so much, I listen to them.
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