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I am so annoyed at my alarm clock this morning. I was having an awesome literary dream.
Like, "Neil Gaiman would love to write this story, but, tough shit, Neil, I am!"[1]
Now, I hope I can remember the whole thing, instead of fading snippets and phrases.
[1] This did not, however, preclude me from having him from doing the audiobook version, and weeping openly at the denouement, because the story was just.that.awesome.
Like, "Neil Gaiman would love to write this story, but, tough shit, Neil, I am!"[1]
Now, I hope I can remember the whole thing, instead of fading snippets and phrases.
[1] This did not, however, preclude me from having him from doing the audiobook version, and weeping openly at the denouement, because the story was just.that.awesome.
