Fuck.

So, between not having time to write (thanks, holidays and fucking relapsing!) and a general block, I'm doing this.

If there is anyone who can read what exists of chapter 3, and give me feedback on the content along with me explaining the other relevant bits, pm me. I'm at a loss , because I know what I want but what I have is kinda not what I want.

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...that was dressed as Vinyl Scratch / Octavia or some offspring there of, and was crowd surfing, respect. Also, guy in the really awkward pinkie costume (WONDER WHERE THAT IDEA CAME FROM), way to creep out my wife.

The show was a much needed distraction from the misery of the past two weeks. And the end of the Color before the sun tour! I saw the first show, the middle, and then the last. Claudio killed it with Saves the Day during At Your Funeral.

How was your weekend?

In case you missed it being posted at like, 2 AM

I don't even know anymore.

So I wrote the coda (is that the right term?) for Color on one of Cynewulfs blogs. It's pretty okay, largely references things that I haven't written yet so spoilers I guess?

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I'm still alive, still working on chapter two. Never quite turns out how I want it. I'm giving myself until this weekend to post it, one way or another. I'm super busy and have super huge things going on so, no rest for the wicked it seems.

In continuing to rip off Cynewulf closing, leave me with some insight. Book review, poetry composed to my greatness, what have you.

So in unrelated news, started a cushy new job doing what I actually enjoy and that's kept me pretty busy. It's an actual adult job, 9 to 5 and everything. I'm splitting time between writing and my 3D Printer project in the evening.

And now, the baited hook all 3 of you were waiting for!

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I'm still working on things. I've been real busy, finally have a job that is a career that I'm starting. I've had a lot of family drama and bullshit but that's life. Honestly, fuel for the fires here.

Interestingly, I write mostly in my head while I'm driving. I enjoy a night time jaunt around the area I live, been a sort of tradition for twelve years. But the space, the music, and the memories all combine to fuel the story.

So whoever cares, that's what is going on.

Welcome to the madness, I guess? I don't know, I've been working on this universe for a long time now. Probably started in late 2014?

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Spike rolled over, head pounding and with a pair of venetian shutter shades on. He also appeared to have acquired a white suit jacket at some point the previous night. He took off the utterly ridiculous looking sunglasses to take stock of his location, as well as some evidence of what had happened the night before. The answers came fairly quickly; there were ponies passed out all over the floor, surrounded by random trash and empty cider and beer bottles. He vaguely recalled having a

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If anyone gives a shit, I'm working on something again. Slightly manic writing, it's weird being able to find motivation again now that I've been sober for a week. It's a dumb comedy of errors kind of thing, and the title should say a lot.

Fear and Loathing in Walt Disney World is the working title. I would actually love it if someone could preread and edit this trash once I'm ready to. I write far slower than I read, so this is painful.