Seriously. Mythmaker VII is online a day late. And somehow, it's short a dollar. Don't ask how. It's probably mostly in loose change. But there's definitely money missing from it's wallet. It's really weird.
Oh, you may also notice when Chapter 11 is debuting. A two week break is about to happen before Godlike shows it's head. Why? Cause I hate you all. Fuck you, that's why.
Or cause it's the second to last chapter (Almost the last chapter, really, since Chapter 12 is only going to be about 2 parts. Maybe even just 1.) and it's like squeezing blood out of a rock trying to get the last, little bit of this story out of my head. Two nights of writing were all complete garbage. And I don't want the story quality to go in the toilet right at the end.
So give me a little extra time. The end is coming soon. I promise.
Back-Words. Get it? Like backwards? But saying that Words are back?
No? Not funny?
Well isn't that the honest to god truth.
Anyway, A Kind of Drug makes it's triumphant return today. Chapter 7 (Sloth) begins with our characters beginning to explore a new, ruined world. As like everything else I've ever written in my life, it's real fuck happy. Though it does setup the new story arc that will provide the moving engine for the next 3 chapters.
That's it for now, kids. See you all next week.
Today, Rapture concludes. Find out what happens when Beatrice finds out that her husband has been cheating on her all along! And with her long lost twin sister! Scandal!
Wait, wait. That's not what happens. I think more people just do more dumb things. Yeah, that sounds more accurate.
Though now I suddenly have the urge to write a soap opera. Rats.
This portion of of the chapter begins to take the book in a radical new direction. I thought to myself the other day "Why make everyone miserable and sad and dumb? Let's make them happy!" So, all the characters are now bunny rabbits and they spend all day hopping around in a field of clover.
I am also a liar.
So, do enjoy part 4 of Rapture wherein one of the characters commits suicide! Hooray bunnies!
Earlier this evening I laid down the foundation for the first chapter of A Kind of Drug. A thousand words really isn't much, but it's easily the most difficult part of any massive undertaking. It's also the fourth or fifth time I've written the beginning to the book, but now that I've figured out how I plan on telling the story, this new version feels so much more secure than any of the previous ones.
I still need to write Buddha the Destroyer for the Single Sentence series, but the first bits of A Kind of Drug have been poking at my head for weeks now and really needed to get out. Maybe once I get done with a couple dozen pages, I'll go back and knock Buddha out before returning to the world of AKOD.
Heh heh. Knock Buddha out. That's a good one.