02.10.2025 (1): Twelve Hours (Encore)

[sunshowerdandelion]

Another twelve-hour day, though today I was substantially less lucky, and only managed to write scraps. The scraps had feeling, but were still only scraps. Also, I didn't read enough: Monkey Grip is fascinating, but past a certain point makes for a bit of turgid reading, I think. I don't know about the amount of characters going in and out of the narrative, though I guess it feels very real in that way. It is a story about transience. I really don't have the knowledge yet to talk about it intelligently, I think.