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Doomsday
15 years ago
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I'm at 
susi's for the weekend. Outside, there's an arrangement of pipes being rigged up over a garden chair, and beside it is a five gallon container of liquid hydroxyethylcellulose (known in my stories as something else) that was mixed yesterday and is now approaching full thickness.
You've got to laugh at what your life's come to, sometimes. I think I can hear the faint sound of every character I've ever written with cheering on the impending catastrophe.
susi's for the weekend. Outside, there's an arrangement of pipes being rigged up over a garden chair, and beside it is a five gallon container of liquid hydroxyethylcellulose (known in my stories as something else) that was mixed yesterday and is now approaching full thickness.You've got to laugh at what your life's come to, sometimes. I think I can hear the faint sound of every character I've ever written with cheering on the impending catastrophe.
Oh, and next time you'll be able to write from experience!
I say it's not the end, just an opportunity to catch God with his trowsers down.
More so if, in this case, Iron is the god in question. Strapped to a lawn chair. With a maniacly laughing Suzi pressing the button on the slime machine. Repeatedly. On camera.
D.F.
Then again, if you KNOW what it feels like, your stories will have even more depth yes? ;)
Enjoy it.