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Location In Story: the true identity of Belarius has been revealed; he's now in the dungeon being "taunted" by Iago. Belarius doesn't really fall for it; he's close to 100 years old and has been in this situation many times (he's the adventuring/ advising sort of wizard who ages at one-fourth the speed of humans, so he looks like he's around 25 years old). He does pay attention to the last bit of information that Iago discloses, that Hecate (alias Purrabella) is helping Iago and it's ALL THE WIZARD'S FAULT (he didn't INTEND for Hecate to wind up in the possession of Hero, but she did. Hecate CHOSE to ally herself with Iago rather than with Hamlet and Belarius).
Surprise of the Day: um... nothing too dramatic, actually. Just that Romeo sided with Hamlet and Puck in deciding whether to have Sebastian and Hero stay in the castle or leave the castle. They're staying, much to their dislike. But it gives Demetrius cause to act like a lovesick idiot and go back to save Hero. But THAT bit isn't a surprise; it's an important plot point.
So that's where I am.
Anyway, I'm getting an ink stain on my finger again from writing so much and dragging part of my ring finger through the ink of the words I've written. It's not at the point where it's going to become permanent, but it's well on its way to a proper place of permanence on my finger. Last year, I think the ink stain became a tattoo a bit earlier than this, but I was also writing with my legs propped up last year (the seat I was on was on the floor), whereas this year I'm usually sitting at a table or a desk or something. Yes, where and how I'm sitting DOES affect how much ink gets onto my finger.
If the ink stain becomes a proper tattoo this year, I might take a photo of it and post it. It's actually not that interesting, and the purple ink might just make it look like a bruise, but whatever.
To be honest, I'm rather excited for Thanksgiving break. It means that I'll have more time to write, more time to watch Star Trek, and that I'll have an excuse to eat a lot of food! (And to be thankful for the awesomeness that is writing and Star Trek and food!) Huzzah!
My favorite Thanksgiving tradition is probably the leftovers party. It usually happens on Friday night with my family and my parents' friends. I'm the only one of the three kids (well, teens. Actually, not teens... the oldest one is now 20) who still sticks around for it, but I really don't care, because playing Scene It (this movie DVD game thing) is probably the most bloody hilarious thing I do all year. This year, mom bought a new version of Scene It because she thinks we've answered all the questions on the original game during previous years, but I'm pretty sure there's still some uncharted territory in the game. But I really don't mind the new version, because it's Scene It Comedy, which is extremely exciting and is probably going to be even MORE bloody hilarious than in years past.
So I'm VERY excited.
And I'm going to go write now.
Goodbye.
