I might weep.
I'm writing what I THINK will be the last chapter of part one of this monstrosity, and... There was a scene I wrote a long, LONG time ago involving a piano and Richard playing "Fur Elise" and I'm not finding anywhere to insert it.
But I love it and it's a MOMENT and clearly a part one moment, not fit for elsewhere in this mess.
But this chapter is already the Emotional Journey Of Hell and one more MOMENT might break the time-space continuum. (Although THAT is always fun, but not appropriate.)
We'll see. I just need to end this chapter on an up-note, and that would be a... bitter-sweet note.
The whole point is that part one ends in sunshine and puppies, people! For all that Bruce CAN have sunshine and puppies, which, you know. Isn't that much.
I'm cryptic and strange, don't commit me.
(Don't mind the subject line, I just love me some Matchbox Twenty lyrics.)
I'm writing what I THINK will be the last chapter of part one of this monstrosity, and... There was a scene I wrote a long, LONG time ago involving a piano and Richard playing "Fur Elise" and I'm not finding anywhere to insert it.
But I love it and it's a MOMENT and clearly a part one moment, not fit for elsewhere in this mess.
But this chapter is already the Emotional Journey Of Hell and one more MOMENT might break the time-space continuum. (Although THAT is always fun, but not appropriate.)
We'll see. I just need to end this chapter on an up-note, and that would be a... bitter-sweet note.
The whole point is that part one ends in sunshine and puppies, people! For all that Bruce CAN have sunshine and puppies, which, you know. Isn't that much.
I'm cryptic and strange, don't commit me.
(Don't mind the subject line, I just love me some Matchbox Twenty lyrics.)