Something wrong with the hot water heater. No hot water for two days now.
I'm washing over at the sports center. Even that has not yet driven me to use the instruments of torture there. But it may come to that.
I'm still stalled in Chapter Five.
I've rewritten it a couple different ways. Lots of witty dialog. Lots of lingering, yet incisive, description.
It does not please me. No.
Nor should it.
Where's the drama?
I need to see Sebastian suffer some.
I will return to this chapter. I will mull over its spirit and its purpose. I will grasp it as a whole. I will make it work. Tomorrow.
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