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“Eight thirty-ish.” He guesses, squinting at the sun peeking out from behind the clouds. The ability to tell the time of day by the angle of the sun was a skill Eli prided himself on learning at a young age, a necessity for a life lived with no wristwatch or kitchen clock. Of course, despite his confidence, he was entirely wrong. It was just past noon.

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if it's taken me 4 months to write chapter 4 then it's only logical i take 5 months to write chapter 5

that's just math, i don't make the rules

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i just wanted to write a little gay book but suddenly i'm googling the entire uk legal system and now know too many ways to commit a murder ✌️

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He taps his login details into his keyboard and sighs as the computer fans whir increasingly louder, clearly displeased that he had the sheer audacity to cause micro-mechanical warfare by requesting the dusty machine do its job.

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He reaches for Elijah’s hair and pulls on it so hard that he slides right off his chair and his head hits the floor.

“Whew, take me to dinner first, Jesus Christ!” He laughs a little, dizzy, and mutters to himself, “Manners, manners, manners, so hard to find in criminals these days.” 

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“Why didn’t you play along to save yourself the pain? Pretend you were “cured” and play straight until you could leave?” 

Eli’s eyes finally met Arlo’s once again. “Why should I have to?”

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writers and artists everywhere all the time

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repeat after me

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

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i swing way too wildly between "i feel insanely guilty every second im not writing" and "eh, i'll finish my book in a few years, no biggie"

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The drive takes twenty minutes, ordering a cab might take ten, showering could easily be a five minute job, and the need for breakfast is a myth,

“So if I think about it, I could just go back to sleep for twenty-five minutes.” he muses to himself.

Unfortunately though, ADHD-fueled mental maths is the perfect way to restart an unconscious brain, and Arlo’s eyes spring back open, fully awake. 

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“My family weren’t very nice people.” He’s quiet, quieter than Arlo had ever heard him before. It was almost terrifying.

“Weren’t?”

“Weren’t.”

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"How would you describe most of your favorite shows/books?"

Like this:

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People in real life *think that I am a successful mentally stable adult*

Me *obsessing over gay men from this one media 70% of the time*

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"which character in your book do you relate to the most?" honey they're all literally just different parts of my personality, i have nothing else to go on, i am all of them

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Im just feeling a certain way rn