it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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I'm running on desire; baby, I've got nerves of steel


There went the dominos.

A good dinner out with friends, a conversation with katallen playing sounding board. And the penny just dropped, and the last few hanging elements of the climax and resolution fell into place.

Bang, bang, bang. It's breathtaking when that happens, and the book clicks, and I realize my subconscious had a plan all along that it couldn't explain to my conscious mind, it just had to show it... and it all turns together like a falcon on wingtip, a tuned, trembling machine--

And wham. It's not a narrative any more. It's turned into a goddamned story, in all its awful glory. Click. Bang. Gone.

Now I just have to get it out of my head, and into yours.

Right there. That's what this thing is all about. Hell yes.

The machine runs.


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