…and I am afraid of not being able to write for a living. So I churn away on my VP story. It makes some degree of sense now, I’ve structured the sentences somewhat decently, and I like the main and supporting character.
But still. Eh.
I may have to let it breathe, despite my interest in wrapping this story. This is much easier to type than to accept. I sooooooo want to be done with this story, because once I’m done with the short I get to return to THE BOOK THAT WAS RAVAGED AT VP.
And I have critiques to do for other VP’ers.
And a little thing I’m working on that might fly at McSweeneys.
A smart man would stop blogging and write.
I’m going to watch TV.