Kidd_Wadsworth
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I woke up this morning and the characters from my book -- WERE IN MY ROOM! And get this. . .even the characters that have died. I mean come on, I've not only got characters in my room, I've got the ghosts of characters in my room. The boiler's out and its 52 in here. I know that because I turned on the space heater and it gives me the current room temperature. I'm snuggled under my electric blanket. Of course, all of the characters are complaining. (I won't let them in the bed. That's just too weird.) Master Seer Murtagh complains the loudest. He's such an arse!
But here's the thing. . .and it's a big thing. . .there's a dragon in my story. So I'm like afraid to get out of bed. But that's so stupid. I mean a 500 foot long dragon wouldn't fit in the hallway or the kitchen. Then thing would have to be outside and it's currently 30 degrees out there, much, much too cold for a starving dragon that has to hibernate in lava to stay alive.
So, I mean, I know I've never met any of you guys, but do you think something's wrong with me?
--Kidd
But here's the thing. . .and it's a big thing. . .there's a dragon in my story. So I'm like afraid to get out of bed. But that's so stupid. I mean a 500 foot long dragon wouldn't fit in the hallway or the kitchen. Then thing would have to be outside and it's currently 30 degrees out there, much, much too cold for a starving dragon that has to hibernate in lava to stay alive.
So, I mean, I know I've never met any of you guys, but do you think something's wrong with me?
--Kidd