Revelations are fun. And usually they come out of nowhere. I was in the shower this morning, and I realized how I could bring a character from book 1 full-circle in the ending. He's the protagonist's dad, duh! Needless to say I didn't want to leave for work. So tonight I'll open the story and fix three big holes that have left a void in my gut.

I have no idea where my work ethic went. I haven't opened the story in weeks. I don't have anything to write. Perhaps one day in the near future I'll look at this online journal and my bi-polar personality will jump off of these cyber-pages. Whatever it is, it's pretty sad. I don't like the roller coaster ride. I'd rather it be more like a train ride, a steady, progressing pace than the up and down I'm used to.