D doesn't want me posting it anywhere until he's had a chance to read it. Maybe he can fix the ending.
He's shocked that it's taken me this long and that it's over nine pages, which is twice as long as when he last looked at it. He was like, "Wasn't it mostly wrapped up? What else was there to say?"
I swear, people who don't write don't know how hard writing is.
Current Mood: distressed
Current Music: truth hits everybody--the police