An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Here it is! Not the end, but very close to it.
In this week's episode: I somehow manage to make three separate characters have the exact same mental meltdown in different octaves. To be fair to myself, I'm still mad that the song stuck in my head for the past month is sung so dang amazingly by the three separate singers so... It's their fault?
Also, literary parallels and multiple reminders that Tim is all of fourteen and scrawny while also having saved the Bats' world a dozen times over. He's not helpless, he's just overworked and tired.
Also, I've definitely written some stuff on that other thing that's hanging out in my head. Boy howdy do I have scenes for that with little to no connective tissue. I think I love dialogue too much to actually write effectively.
Uh, read or don't read and HAPPY OCTOBER TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE. Fall...I love fall.
Until the next (probably last) one!