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In a very stupid/foolish/possibly brilliant move I am restarting nano.

The Romance of Coffee and Cigarettes does not want to get written just now. So it won't. I'm not going to pull words out of my ass for the next two weeks with little to no success.

We have moved on to Out of Doubt. It takes place in the middle of When in Doubt, my pseudo-serial project that I started this summer.

The words are already flowing, like honey, like butter. Bonus: the whole fucking thing is a dream sequence; so really, honestly, when I'm stuck I can go wherever the fuck I want to with this one. If Coffee comes back to me I'll revisit it, but if it doesn't I have my backup already started.