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It does not feel like a holiday.
We are going to see fireworks later and just now we're at my aunt and uncle's house. I played with the dogs for awhile, and then I got bored, so here I am, struggling with this terrible keyboard.
Still have not finished chapter seven, but afterwards there is an end in sight, because there is only one new scene to write for awhile (and that's my specialty, angsty pretty boys) and then my favorite thing ever, the activities in Ely.
I feel very bad for everything I do to the citizens of Ely in this novel, because I quite like Ely, very nice city in Minnesota.
Anyway, after Ely we get right to the main event, the things in New York City. Grr this keyboard sucks. Anyway, yeah.
You know, when I put it that way, it really does sound like this draft is going to be a lot shorter than the first one. Huh.
Still fretting about the end. It didn't end right the first time. Grr. Maybe this time will be better.
Melissa's birthday party is on the seventeenth, so I have until then to beg friends for printing help, because it's entirely possible that that will be the last chance I get to see them before vacation.
You know, I was reading my old journal today and remembered how I was dreading vacation last year. I told Pyrae that I wouldn't survive ten days with "these people." I dunno, but I'm so looking forward to it this time, except for the obvious (and new) fear: what is going to happen to my friends page when I disappear for two weeks?
Typing is getting annoying, so I'm just gonna stop.
We are going to see fireworks later and just now we're at my aunt and uncle's house. I played with the dogs for awhile, and then I got bored, so here I am, struggling with this terrible keyboard.
Still have not finished chapter seven, but afterwards there is an end in sight, because there is only one new scene to write for awhile (and that's my specialty, angsty pretty boys) and then my favorite thing ever, the activities in Ely.
I feel very bad for everything I do to the citizens of Ely in this novel, because I quite like Ely, very nice city in Minnesota.
Anyway, after Ely we get right to the main event, the things in New York City. Grr this keyboard sucks. Anyway, yeah.
You know, when I put it that way, it really does sound like this draft is going to be a lot shorter than the first one. Huh.
Still fretting about the end. It didn't end right the first time. Grr. Maybe this time will be better.
Melissa's birthday party is on the seventeenth, so I have until then to beg friends for printing help, because it's entirely possible that that will be the last chance I get to see them before vacation.
You know, I was reading my old journal today and remembered how I was dreading vacation last year. I told Pyrae that I wouldn't survive ten days with "these people." I dunno, but I'm so looking forward to it this time, except for the obvious (and new) fear: what is going to happen to my friends page when I disappear for two weeks?
Typing is getting annoying, so I'm just gonna stop.