The Light at the End of the World is done.
It's twenty-four chapters of surprises, unruly characters, and not a single happy ending. I didn't expect things to end quite the way they did. I'm not certain how I feel about it, either.
I've got so much character blood on my hands tonight that I feel like a serial killer. Yeesh.
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- I've been writing since I was very young, and being a writer is all I really want to do. I'm obsessed with learning, and I love nothing more than to pick up bits and bobs of information that might surface in later stories. I'm an incorrigible scribbler.
Oh, no. A sad read then, huh?
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(Big Cat here...)
I think the sadness level will vary with the reader.
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