He! I have I told you recently that I love you? I should have because you are very very good to me.
I absolutely hated writing the party scene. I had no idea what I was doing when it was written and was just throwing things out there to fill the space. I realize that the working conditions of that time (and yes, alternate or not, the worlds are VERY similar) were horrible and I also realize that Justin's lunch room was extremely lavish. Perhaps rather than a 'showing appreciation' sort of affair, it should be a "Thank you all for your hard work and have a wonderful holiday!" sort of affair. It does occur in the early part of November, just before Thanksgiving.
I'll rethink Mary's statements. Perhaps, rather than saying that she thought he was going to propose to her, a hopeful "He said he had something very special to ask me." sort of thing.
And darlin, dear dear sister. These characters are fiction. Of course it's an alternative reality. They didn't live in ours, certainly. I'm sorry if I short circuited your brain. I didn't mean to.
I think, out of all the stuff I've written, this will be one I have to go back and re-write, after all is said and done. There's a lot of stuff I write here that simply fills space until I know where the story is going.
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Date: 2008-11-13 04:17 pm (UTC)I absolutely hated writing the party scene. I had no idea what I was doing when it was written and was just throwing things out there to fill the space. I realize that the working conditions of that time (and yes, alternate or not, the worlds are VERY similar) were horrible and I also realize that Justin's lunch room was extremely lavish. Perhaps rather than a 'showing appreciation' sort of affair, it should be a "Thank you all for your hard work and have a wonderful holiday!" sort of affair. It does occur in the early part of November, just before Thanksgiving.
I'll rethink Mary's statements. Perhaps, rather than saying that she thought he was going to propose to her, a hopeful "He said he had something very special to ask me." sort of thing.
And darlin, dear dear sister. These characters are fiction. Of course it's an alternative reality. They didn't live in ours, certainly. I'm sorry if I short circuited your brain. I didn't mean to.
I think, out of all the stuff I've written, this will be one I have to go back and re-write, after all is said and done. There's a lot of stuff I write here that simply fills space until I know where the story is going.