there was a rant I was going to do, but I’m going to keep my mouth shut instead.

about what I mentioned about characters in the last post.

I am not so much of a nazi-controller that I only want the characters to do what I think they should. I have already written what happens in my mind…it is almost heresy to have them do something ELSE in the near future of the story.

It is like walking up to a Muslim(because I’m tired of using christian examples) and telling him that Muhammed was a drunk russian, instead of an Arabian Holy Man. I feel towards my characters what religious peoples feel towards their gods.

Not that I worship my characters, but I just don’t EVER want to see them do something/were something that does not fit with how I’ve seen their lives unfold.

And with that, I’m going to plan to finish the next half of the book this weekend. Then I’m sending out the first three chapters to potential publishers. All at once. That’s right I’m doing it.

Insomnia struck last evening, no sleep until 3AM. Up at 7. Albeit, it isn’t that bad, but considering that the night before last I only got 3 hours of sleep, I’m running low and it sucks.

Another thing that is indeed worrying the living shit out of me is the fact that my senior project isn’t in the writer’s hole in the wall, and I’m gripped by this insane worry that its been stolen, and even now is out of my hands. Perhaps the thing that worries me most about this scenario is the possibility of the other writer screwing around with the characters and my plans for them.

The thing that blows about this is that Weaver is out until Monday, at the very least, and its probably in his office.

Anyways.

Today, also, in American Literature class we are getting our first test…woops. I mean ‘take home worksheet’. Damn, that class sucks.