Shit. This year is really doing its best to make 2025 seem like a walk in the park. Somebody surround everyone else from this show in bubble wrap, because Buffy... was one of my favorite programs, despite the stories swirling around Joss Whedon...
What's funny is, I've been writing on MQM all day. Got more than 2500 words added, dealing with Simon agreeing to expand his job cataloguing a collection of antiquarian books; that was why he came to the town. Now he needs to stay to deal with the legal ramifications of his arrest so at least he can charge it off to the dealer he's working for.
I also wrote about him getting his things after having been in jail for several weeks and finding his phone smashed and money missing from his wallet.
I don't know if I'm over a hurdle, yet, but it seems this part came out fairly easily. Of course, they aren't very much in depth, yet, but this is still a first draft. Even if I rework it twenty times. Doesn't count as a draft till it's full and complete.
Of course, now a job I had for June 18th has blown up and needs rearranging. At 10pm on a Friday, and what's being asked is way more difficult. Not to mention airfare already paid for and other jobs scheduled in a way that cannot be changed. And nothing I can do to settle it until Monday.
Jesus, I'm already tired for next week.
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