And just when I thought I’d skip writing My Week in Tweets, I don’t (I’m a rebel to my own self). And after writing a good 800+ word, first-scene draft for Ch07 which I am spectacularly proud of after a very cliche scene in Ch06 (details later), here I am, doing my obligation to this blog while neighbors play their 90s hits loud and proud. There are just some things in this world that you can’t stop even if you wanted to, and this is one of them.

Monday

The final pronouncement for the Oscars was a disaster. I’m sorry you had to suffer for that, Mr. Warren Beatty.

Okay, here is something tricky. After more than a year of editing Saltfolk’s plot, I have finally come to a realization that my boys are poor and they don’t own their own HQ.

Tuesday

GUYS I AM ACTUALLY DRIVING.

I’ve heard in a study that Larks are all about speed and accuracy.

Proud to be this:

Wednesday

Life in all context.

Thursday

I’m probably writing The Soup for Saltfolk’s insert song.

Hear ye, hear ye…

Friday

Can you believe this is only the coherent tweet I wrote on a Friday?

Saturday

This: