Eavesdropping on my Dad’s call with my brother…
Brother’s ever classy girlfriend is going to jail. Sounds like she got drunk and punched my brother’s heterosexual life partner. HLP is done with her shit and is pressing charges. And everything was caught on video.
Dad is now explaining to brother how to change the locks on the house before her crazy ass shows up again.
So much drama.
I’d forgotten how much I like writing. How much I love getting to know new characters. Like, “Hi there, New Character. What are you doing on the barroom floor? Oh, the pretentious little hipster at the next table turned out to be kinda badass with the magic. Ooh, and it looks like you’re kinda not. So what can you do? Let’s find out.”
Also, my first drafts are hilariously crappy.