This book has a name. And now it has 60,000 words. It’s not a real book yet, but it’s starting to look like it might be one. One day.
We’re about to enter the final, 3rd act. I like this act. There are two big traumatic events coming up, and they’re just dying to come out. The first is a choice. A big one. All about love, humanity, identity and duty. I knew this choice was coming, but it wasn’t until I was walking the dog today that I realised just what it means.
This is going to hurt. And it’s only the beginning.
Now I just wish I could disappear from real life, until it’s finished.
