The last line of my book is essentially the same as the last line in Will Christopher Baer's Phineas Poe trilogy. I did not realize this. Likewise, the character is somewhat similar, in mental deficiencies, at least. My beautiful, perfect last line that I was so proud of, is a total rip-off. God fucking damn it all to hell.Yeah, yeah, article is going great, and I'm really pleased with it. But everything else I write is shit. Shit I tell you.I'm very unhappy right now. I need a hug. And some of Hunter S. Thompson's alcohol. HE would have understood. And then he would have mocked me until I cried, and probably punched me. Hunter was a complicated man.Going to go sulk, and try to write something that doesn't SUCK.- LV
Sunday, September 14, 2008
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