Oct the Twenty-Eighth
That fucking story hits me every time, ‘man. Love that shit. Part of me wants to break it up into subchapter form like the rest of my book, but part of me doesn’t. When I wrote it I wrote it as one body of text, and like, I could break it up, but at the same time that might mess up the flow. I gave it a second name, as if the whole thing was just one subchapter, and I think that’s enough. Definitely tempted to break it up, but at the same time… meh.
Fuck it, one subchapter is enough. An Hour Before Sunrise is first drafted. The Face of Fear is first drafted. And now, I shall begin my break.
Because I deserve it, Journal. Because I goddamn deserve it.
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Say thankya, Journal. ‘Preciate ya. Long days and pleasant nights~
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