So I wrote it, like the spineless person I am. Jeez, I can't even stand up the demands of imaginary people in my head. Weak!
I have to admit, this was probably one of the most successful experiences I've ever had with writing. 3,800 words poured out onto paper with little to no effort at all. Didn't even feel like writing. Felt like flying. The character had a voice, and he just took over. It is called, "Hero, Standing Alone," and will be debuting on fanfiction.net tomorrow. Sunday's not a good day to post. It simply isn't.
Tonight, I also mean to be rewriting (completely) the first chapter of ATRS, because I am tired of Meg screaming at me every second of my life. She's so freaking demanding. I don't know why I put up with her.
But, of course, now I have a ton of US history and psychology waiting. Guess who's pulling another late night? Ugh.