Now that’s more like it; I was able to hammer this bad boy out in record time. Of course, it WAS a short episode…
It’s a wild ride, the whole Meiko/Mallory/Lorelei thing. I can only nudge it a bit; it writes itself. I know where I want it to end, but I’m taking Stephen King’s advice and just following it where it wants to go, even if I know the destination. The ride to get there is the true payoff.
I apologize for any melodrama in this part, but it had to be done. Likewise I didn’t end with a letter to Josef… no need to overdo that, and Mallory had no time in-character to write one.
Now, I need sleep. I haven’t gotten a decent night of sleep in days, and today I was sitting uncomfortably for a combined total of 12 hours, including 8 hours of being told in painstaking detail how I would be evaluated for possible downsizing. I’ll post more about that later; right now I care more about reader feedback than my personal angst. Ugh. How can I be so miserable and still feel so much joy at writing? Or did I just answer my own question?
Meeh. Go read. Post. Enjoy.