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      CommentAuthorZ
    • CommentTimeFeb 1st 2008
     (808.1)
    Sat down to write.

    Had a good vibe of white noise going on, including the central air, a cat purring, Bill Maher (as white as noise gets), and some mp3s. Finally that little window opened in my head, and I saw the character, what he was setting out to do, and who was waiting for him.

    I could see the story opening up, mapping out--

    FWEEEEEP! FWEEEEEP! FWEEEEEP! ... FWEEEEEP! FWEEEEEP! FWEEEEEP!

    Another fire alarm.

    ...

    It's gone.

    One loud noise, one disruption, and that window slammed shut.

    I hate my hobby.

    - Z
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    Your hobby loves you, immensely.

    The window will open again, just remember not to lock it.
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    Somewhere a cat is getting very tired of this.
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    I wish our fire alarms sounded like FWEEP FWEEP FWEEP!
    Instead they sound like a very shrill, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
  5.  (808.5)
    The map's still there, Z, just go looking for the X.


    Will
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      CommentAuthorZ
    • CommentTimeFeb 2nd 2008
     (808.6)
    Thanks, Will.

    And yes, J, she was incredibly pissed off- second time this week. If it keeps up, she'll start tearing things to shreds.

    - Z

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