Umm... I know it's been a couple months from November and all... and during that month you were driven to hysterics and such, but... possibly, do you think that *maybe* I might be able to get my story finished? I know, yeah, you're super duper busy! I feel neglected. My world is falling apart by the very corners of your papers!
I sincerely suggest that you get to work, in the most respectful way possible, please, on The Last. It has come to my attention that my grandmother and I have both been standing in the same place on the edge on Cliffside for a month or two actually, and I would very much like to do something else. You might have gotten other letters, or maybe e-mails, smoke signals, sky-writings too, whatever we here in L.A. think will get your most attentive attention, so please write back. Preferrably in chapter IV scene II.
The best regards,
Is there a reason that I've been glaring at Lana Lamont for, not just an hour or two, but a month? Seriously, you make Kellan look as if he has nothing to do. It's quite depressing actually, to see Kellan doing nothing, Arona not trying to bug me, and Ro looking at me like I'm insane. Help? Maybe?! Cliffside may have a great view, but why don't you try staring at the ocean, or Lana, the scarlet freak, for this long? I'll go mad before we even reach the climax!!!
Sincerest as you can get,
So much annoyance I won't write out your name,
People tell me that a writer needs some sort of encouragement to pull themselves along. If I agreed at all, I would say this: I know where you live. That should be enough encouragement. Don't get me wrong, seeing St. Nicholas all steamed at Lana is quite self-satisfying, but after awhile I start to wish I was her. Maybe I've been staring at her cloak for too long. Or maybe it's the fire. Whatever. Point is, you seriously need to get a move on so I can cause some real distress in that boy. He, or It rather, gets on my nerves.
I'm watching you,
Well isn't that just sun-shiney? Looks like my novel misses me. :P Too bad I've got science fair blegh to keep up with. But... anything to procrastinate thaaaat. *bwahahaha* Evil plan brewing.
Alas, I digress.
Woe is me, I agree with *most* of those pressing letters. I've already read over twenty books since November, my break is so over! I will attempt to make it before June once more, but, unfortunately, if I can't I shall settle for a "To be continued..." How droll.
Must write, so Toodle-oo,