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| Beyond that single pane of glass. |
Curtis McEnnis, a high-priced but incredibly sleazy divorce attorney,
arrived on scene yesterday morning and is mercilessly trying to wrestle the
first chapter limelight away from my leading man.
*straightens spine*
*hardens gaze into something,
well, menacing*
*dumps a ton of grit into the
voice and commands…*
This must not be allowed to continue!
All minor role mayhem will cease immediately or all character actors for
this production will be fired immediately!
*dog walks by and rolls her eyes
on the way to the window and the sanity she sees beyond that simple pane of
glass*
In all seriousness, what is wrong with me?
Give me a character whose story spans exactly one stinking scene and my
creative juices turn all frenetic, viral and, well, giddy.
Giddy juices are a bad, bad thing when the novel’s deadline is a scrawny
six days away.
And dear Mr. McEnnis, the spawn of just such hyper-happy juices, must
be excised immediately!
*deflates and sighs*
Of course, I really can’t do that at this point. The jerk does play an
important, though supposedly very brief, role in the leading man’s
re-introduction to the audience.
Bottom line: it’s too late to replace the sleaze-ball now.
But let me assure you, Mr. McEnnis…
*re-straightens spine*
*re-hardens gaze*
*re-gravels the voice*
As my dog is my witness, you will not see Chapter Two!
Until tomorrow…
