Saturday, March 3, 2012

It’s my party and I’ll have dragons if I want to

I don’t care what anyone* says: The flying reptiles are BACK ON.

My whole life, I've wanted to live in a world with pterodactyls, and I edit them out of a schlocky fantasy novel because they're “stupid?” Who exactly are we kidding here?

Of course, this means extra work. Because I have actually  made a lot of progress in cutting the giant lizards out. And some might say my constant waffling makes a highly convenient way to procrastinate on finding some kind of conclusion for the plot. Maybe it is. Maybe I just want to avoid getting deep into that tedious escape sequence again. I don’t care.


*Including me.

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