mood: 
scared
scaredfrex:
"We have balconies," Elena said. "I think you'll be sufficiently safe from abduction there. And you'll get to see at least some of the proceedings."
Kusanagi-Jones bit his lip. Abductions were one thing. He was worried about snipers.
Revising continues. The b*%k has grown to 459 pages, and there's still work to be done: I'm on page 205. This is what you might call a stately process.
I need to figure out what this scene does to justify its inclusion in the narrative. Other than making my editor happy, I mean....
...and figure out how to do some of the thematic stuff I could use it for without resorting to the S.H. Lawrence Hammer o'Symbolism.
When he was given grief about being paranoid, I pointed out that he was in front of a window and vulnerable to a sniper at the Cumberland Farms across the street.
It would be more funny if the year after I graduated, a student hadn't come in with a shotgun and held a class hostage until the police killed him.
I hated High School.