The last twenty-or-so pages I’ve been editing, I simply cannot cannot cannot look at them anymore. Normally, when I talk about clawing my eyes out, it is because I have a migraine and I feel that clawing my eyes out would not only be a distraction, but less painful. But I want to claw my eyes out rather than keep reading these same twenty-four pages.
I remember when I loved my faerie story, but now I’m like the Belle and Sebastian song and I don’t love anyone.
So the next section is here. It starts on 98 in the file. I also redid the chapter numbering but that affects no one really.
Limited time, as always, the Ship of Theseus that my faerie story has become: yoink! I’ll post the next bit in a little while, so if you missed this part, you’re going to have to wait until then.