I was minding my own business last night, working on chapter twenty-seven:*
When things sort of got out of hand:**
And I realized that everything was happening in this single and extremely long chapter because my timeline, she is like this:
And I might be suffering from just a tad of this:
Though, in my defense, writing, I’ve found, is a lot like this:***
But luckily, I’ve been able to carefully and painstakingly locate a possible fix:^
Which I’m hoping will get me, if not this:
At least one of these:^^
Instead of one of these:^^^
And that’s why there’s no real post today. I’m hoping you’ll forgive me because, well:
See you tomorrow.
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*Yes, I know they aren’t pigeons. There’s only so much I can do . . .
**Still not pigeons. I know.
***Squirrels are almost pigeons, right?
^And I’ve used elephants before, once or twice.
^^There you go.
^^^I have no idea what this is, so I’m calling it a pigeon. This might explain a few things about my WIP.
Ahaha, awesome post. And confusion does look better sideways. xD
Thanks!
I love your blog!
Don’t those ducks realize they can fly?
Good God, Averil, don’t give my metaphors any ideas!!
Oh my god, flying, down-filled metaphors. With webbed feet. Count me in.
Charming —
🙂
I love that crocheted pigeon. If only I had talent in that area, I’d make you one.
Thank you—the thought definitely counts! 🙂
This is so brilliant. I just tweeted it. The birds will love it. x