Better, Maybe

See, that's what I like about writing. I just kinda started typing, with a very vague idea of what I wanted to say, of what I wanted to happen, and all sorts of other shit came out. I'd talk about the cool shit I mean, but this post will come before the post I'm talking about so I will ruin it for whoever reads this chronologically. Which is not that many people, but I am nothing if not considerate. I'll talk about the Wherein Doubts are Had bit as an example instead. That whole waking up naked in a military base popped into my head as I was typing out the sentence. Hell, other than the fact that Lucky was going to have doubts about leaving the bar, I had nothing else in my brain. (oh fuck it, I'm gonna talk about the wherein I just just wrote)SPOILER!! That part with all the Fucks in the last bit, totally came out of nowhere. END SPOILER!! I'm not all that pleased so far with the way I'm handling the plot so far, but I like all my little asides. Of course those will be what pisses most people off, I'd wager. But I'm having fun. I like writing. Which comes in handy when trying to write a novel in a month.