--William Shakespeare, King Lear, Act I, scene i
Hah. Figured out why I was stuck and why writing has been like pulling teeth. Because I feel like act five is falling on my head, and it's not working, and it has to work, oh my god, it all must come together perfectly, panic! panic!
Oh, screw it. If I bitch it up, I'll fix it on the redraft. It's not the bloody end of the world.
Reason for stopping: Finally got this thing pointed, I think.
Sometimes that Ukrainian stubborn pays off. Besides, it matches the Swedish sense of humor so well.