By page 122 you'd think I had learned a few things about writing or how to put words together or at least how to write them in a straight line. But, no, the novel is getting worser. Much, muchier worserest. Much.
Thank God for Kiligula (has that ever been said in history?). He at least feels that the plot is dragging severely and it's time to hint that they be moving along!
"We have a lot of pages to get through! Let's keep fighting through this material, people! And faster!"
Then there is the real "couragous" hero of the story: the euphoniously named Gala-xaster. He (it?) is so great he doesn't have just ONE awesome plan. No, he has a FEW. That's right--a FEW AWESOME PLANS. That should really be the title of the novel. Of my life?
Next Week: A Ted Talk from the Toast Master himself--GALA-XASTER!!!
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