Episode #166: Is 3 The Magik Numero?

Hi-dee-ho neighbors and neighborettes! This is your old pal Michigan J. Wilson, who today is speaking to your on behalf of our wonderfully legendary {in his own planet} G.B. Miller, who is going through the proverbial writer's extensional crisis of "continue or start over", with his cxurrent projecxt.

Ya see people, it's not like "Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal," but more like "What was the real reason behind Galileo's house arrest?" predicament, at least in my lovely eyes, which have been graced with long luxurious lashes and---

The humming of a razor in the forefront makes the narrator go wide-eyed and slack-jawed as the implied threat sinks in. After about thirty seconds or so, she swallows hard and nods in acknowledgement, whereas the humming abruptly stops. Exhaling in relief, the narrator continues.

Anywho, the predicament that our intrepid writer friend finds himself in is basically this: with two more chapters still to complete, he's finding himself becoming disillusioned with the way the overall story is playing out. He's not quite feeling the present tense vibe anymore, so he's thinking about: 1) stopping where he's at and blow up and redo yet again; 2) continue to the bitter end before putting it away and moving along to the next story in his slush pile; or 3) continue to the bitter end, then continue grumping all the way through to the publishing process.

While our writer friend is waffling between option 2 and 3, yours truly is thinking about a wonderfully sensuous option 4, which is to complete it to the bitter end, then pass it off to a beta reader, wait for their brutal feedback, then decide what to do next.

The writer comes back online with the razor, but this time the narrator slaps the razor out of his hands, before enveloping the immediate area in a dark blue soupy mist. Exactly one minute later, the writer is being escorted away with a look of utter surprise plastered across his face and a bit of drool hanging from his bottom lip.

The narrator fluffs their hair for a bit before continuing.

Yes, I am. Who do you think I was? Anyways, I'm looking at option 4, because not only do I think it's sensuous and has a sexy walk to die for, but it's also the right thing to do. Get the feedback before deciding on a course of action. Not doing a 'wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am' will make your life so much easier in the long run.

Take it from me, Michigan J. Wilson, muse extraordinaire, short term fulfillment is often like eating Chinese food, in that the fullness never lasts. Always play the long game. Like a good relationship, it will always have its peaks and valleys, but the fullness always lasts.

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