A glimpse into the dark corridors of an author's mind
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Let us bow our heads
Wait, let me dry my eyes. Today we mourn the passing of a subplot. I loved that sub plot. It was fun. It was tender. Unfortunately it strayed too far from the primary plot and and was run over last night by the wicked inner editor. Damn it. I think I'll save the corpse and see if I can resurrect it in some future work.