More insomnia

Can't sleep. Stress will eat me.

Think I have an idea on the write-out. Think I'm going to wait a couple of days to work out kinks, though. It's not like it's going anywhere.

Tomorrow I will sit down and do some of the Affils work. Also probably poke around with some of the other writing projects that have lain stagnant since this whole mess started. I'm feeling drastically bad about that. Must do next non_plot; keep myself in trim. Not-writing is ridiculous.

Not right this second, though. Just because I can't sleep doesn't mean I'm not knackered.

Can't sleep. Stress will eat me, and snores will dart in for scraps like starving hyenas.

The Passing of Alison Smith

So I had to come up with Alison-death in some manner that did not involve my actually being at game ever again (I'm still not sure why, but those are the terms). It had to not screw with plot, it had to be final and it had to give something resembling closure. Bonus if it got weaselbitch some plot / character development / what have you.

This is what I came up with.

Hopefully it's okay. I kind of liked it, and weaselbitch thought it was cool, so I'm hoping there won't be any problems.