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Well, at least there's a croc involved, some big-time mythology, and a serious mystico-scholarly frilly-shirted Anne Rice tie-in to go with my gothy pseudo-new name.
Meanwhile, here I'm dealing with something that's involving a crock, too. Wrong kind, and mostly stinky, but, well, there you go.
Remarkably better today than yesterday, though, The interrogation scene from last night? Draft was satisfactory enough the cancelled the pre-planned rewrite of my rewrite. |
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