"Just call someone a hippy and get to the point."

 Wherein Jack talks of nothing important because she has nothing important to talk about. 
 And even after all that I am trying to think of something important to post about.
 Okay, forget important, I'll go with anything at this point.
 I could tell you all about The Broken Blade and the character I finally figured out.
 I could explain about my continued sulk on the one character who I killed. (And there, now it is more permit writing.)
 I could take a moment to explain how editing is going.
 But, none of those are really sticking out at the moment. What is, is - was - my brilliant plan to get over my sulking of killing the character. (Yeah, watching six seasons of Psych in less then two weeks.) And it has backfired on me. So now I feel the need to shout.... WHY DIDN'T ANYONE WARN ME?! Okay, not that it is any of your fault, *eyes all the Psych fans* But still. Hints. Evil movie writers, they are worse then Authors. I take back everything I've ever said about Authors and their evilness. Movie writers surpass us to Moriarty levels. You all likely know what I'm talking about. And those who don't, take a wild guess. I'll give some hints. Think BBC and end of seasons, cliff hangers. Okay, now you have some idea.
 As if the abrupt cliff hanger in Grimm wasn't enough. 
 Therefore, warning. When I write cliff hangers - which I do - you all know who to blame. (Hint, not me.)
 However, TV cliff hangers to the side, I have been making better progress in writing. At least in The Broken Blade. In Abolished Impracticality I am trying to comfort one of my favourite characters whom I was rather mean to. And it isn't going over too well. I feel like a traitor to him, claiming to be his friend and then...going all BBC on him. It is hard to convince a chap you like him when you do things like that to him.
 And right now, that is all. So...the usual.
 Quote is from the same place as the last...ten or so.
 Allons-y!