Guess I have to read the book now.
We're convinced there's great potential in a spin-off involving certain shenanigans that star Frank and the antique shop dealer, whose name I've forgotten. I'd watch it.
We'll get back to our Wes Anderson binge while we're waiting.
I've been reading a lot to make up for last year's foot-dragging - currently Murakami's 1Q84, and before that I read both the Hunger Games and the Divergent trilogies, finally, after just about everybody else. Also, history books. And a fucking jury summons! That's good reading, right? I'm just about done typing italic tags, so I'll leave it there.
I set a word count goal for the year. There's an almost zero chance you're going to see anything I'm writing, so I'll spare you. It's a lot less satisfying than producing a story every week, though. Long goals are boring. And there's too much time for me to dwell on negativity.
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