Finishing Off Mr. Poisson...

I'm going to see if liveblogging is as much fun as it sounds....

First off all, by "finishing off" I don't mean killing the character. Just the rough draft. Like a dog snapping a snake's head off, you know? Tough going, that...
Anyway. As of now, 12:48 p.m., I am in dire need of complications, despite the fact that the sequence that was supposed to serve as a climax is over.
These things do happen.

I passed up watching Casablanca to write this ending, two days in a row. Last night I refreshed on Monsters, Inc. What this says about the literary quality of my manuscript does not interest me. [/blatant lying]

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Molly is very clever. I like making up what she would do, because it's always interesting, and in-the-moment. There are certain characters that steal the show, and you can always put your best into creating them, but the ones that go just GO.

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1:56:
I have been working on this story since 9:30. I think this is as good a climax as I'm going to get. It's rather too neat and unworrisome, but that can be fixed.
I think it's time to be done with this draft.

Sprint! Sprint for the epilogue!
    {hint: there will be no epilogue}
Molly will finally get to ride on her train.
Poisson's double will be revealed for more than her imagination.
There will be wistful glances, maybe, preferably staged in the reflection of a train-window.
NOT.

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2:53

We are heading closer...
And Mr. Poisson has finally used the phrase "Shock your friends! Amuse your enemies!" Which I realized I had to shoehorn in somehow after I realized the phrase was just like him, and fit the show...

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Poisson's first draft is finished!

(My inspirational background)

The 9 chapters of "The Carnie's Conspiracy" of the Conspiracy of Cons series (all highly debateable...if you have critique, present it) have been concluded. And typing also wrapped up.

Ben asked me "What's the last word?"
Boy.

Feeling this was overly obscure, I present you with the last line:
There was no having the last word with that boy.

I am thrilled. And tomorrow morning I start herding munchkins and selling pumpkins, once I've done serious damage to the prep work left undone last week. Eep. I wish I had some chocolate about to reward myself, but I dinna.