Hello, my little kittens of mass destruction...
As of right now, I think the Faulkner story is A. Poorly written and B. on random hiatus because I need to regain the passion I once had for him. I dunno, I feel like I have to mentally have a sit down with my characters and be like "What the hell, man?" So as of right now I'm trying to get some interesting stuff in there.
I feel like I am progressing with writing a bit. I have a whole bunch of ideas knocking around in my head like a ping pong game with multiple balls. (haha she said BALLS. I go to High School, I'm reenacting what goes on in that institution.)
A lot of my story lines come from dreams. I have lots and lots of effed up dreams. I see lots of people I've never met before in my dreams and then POOF new charaters.
But the most important thing you all must know is...
I am a scatter brain.
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