The end is extremely f*cking nigh

Today arcaedia sent me her notes for Dreams. My goal for this weekend is to take two clunky flashbacks and turn them into something graceful. Then...the book will go out into the world. After nine years, this book will have become something I can take out in public.

I don't know what I'll do without my bete noire. I suppose some other book will come along to take its place. Knowing my luck, it will probably be D2.