I’m sick…but I STILL kicked Bashtyk Nokyd’s ass
I couldn’t sleep last night because I couldn’t breathe last night. (Matt was sick for two weeks, the Kid has been sick for one, but is still sick—and now it’s my turn.
So I sat up all night writing.
I got 20 Sentences, which doesn’t seem like much until you realize that each Sentence is the condensed outline for one chapter, and that in one long sitting, I completely outlined the second version of Bashtyk Nokyd Takes The Longview.
What is going to survive from the first version?
The first line: As a gesture of rage and protest, I recently bought a pretty girl a fancy dress for her execution.
Having run the first version into the side of a mountain in a horrible train wreck of mythic proportions, I decided to take a different route this time.
But that is still a damn fine first line.
