Col. Wilhelm Klink: General Burkhalter, what an unexpected pleasure to see you again sir!
General der Infanterie Albert Burkhalter: Unexpected, yes. Pleasure, no.
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Chapter 3 of “On the Corner of Pine and Meyer” is now up, live, and possibly kicking.
I’ve got nearly 10,000 words still left to post (9,986 to be exact), but this officially marks the end of my intact chapters. As we move deeper into the draft my edits will cut ever deeper, until I’m almost entirely rewriting the end. Still shooting for weekly updates on Wednesdays, even if I did only manage to squeak this one in right under the wire. Go to bed, everyone!
No, YOU go to bed!
Well I DID, so…ha?
Now I don’t know if I should comment here, or on the story itself.
The creepiness of the closet, Dylan’s fear, and the very different fears of Jon really mesh well. Makes everything seem more claustrophobic, if that makes sense.
I know! I finally figured out that I should probably just open up comments under the story. No one’s taking advantage of it, but still. They MIGHT.
So glad to hear you say that! Thank you! And may you continue to enjoy your weekly dose of claustrophobia.
FYI, just closed comments on everything except for the latest blog entry. I am getting absolutely pounded with spam. I think I need to look into a spam blocker plugin.
“Wednesday”
…which Wednesday?
(Sorry. Working on it now.)
Haha, the reply I was looking forward to. 😉
…working on it slooowwwly?
“which Wednesday” 😛
So… “Wednesday”
Sorry, can’t help myself.
And don’t actually rush it! Just your bro doing bro things. Part of the contract of all brothers.
*weeps her excuses incoherently*