Thursday, July 12, 2007

How odd.

I'd outlined a chapter of Dead Line to write today which involved Vixen, in plain clothes, going to the church to look up records about Harold. I'd allocated 300 words out of 2000 for this. What actually happened was Vixen and the local vicar, Rev. Mackenzie end up fliting and spending the whole 2.1K in each other's company. It advanced the plot, so I let them be.

I say, did you hear the one about the vicar and the technomage assassin...

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