Another 130 words yesterday. I know I say this often, but there has been a step also toward recollection of what this story is, which I had lost. It is an odd feeling to be writing words for scenes which I know will not be kept in revision.
It is like... a ghost story, perhaps. The scene freezes, fades away to reveal the real story. We start again because what you saw before was never real, it never happened.
It is like... a ghost story, perhaps. The scene freezes, fades away to reveal the real story. We start again because what you saw before was never real, it never happened.
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Date: 2007-06-28 04:59 (UTC)From:*encourages you*