Leo

First – you’re doing great, darlin’. So great that, if you keep it up, I may in fact make Emrys let you drive the TT.

OK, on to business: The gathering scene. I’ve been seeing it for days and now I’m writing it. You’re rambling. (That’s great, by the way, the word count genie loves it and, even better, it’s actually in the damn outline for once.)

Now, what’s this about a ‘feast’?

That is not in the outline. I’ll admit, it’s been loitering in my head, but I didn’t dare put it in there because I couldn’t figure it out. I’ve been poking at it from all directions – I even asked the eminently unhelpful Dorothy – and I still don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.

If you’re feasting, it has to be blood, right? So where is there a lot of blood.... OH SHIT, YOU’RE KIDDING ME! Duh. I’m an idiot.

The TT? It’s yours, baby.

Humbled,
Writer Lady