Yes, I have crossed the finish line. I may have limped, hell, let's face it, I crawled. Maybe I was even doing Nathan's infamous dragging my legs behind me as I scramble along on my forearms crawl. But it doesn't matter how undignified it was, I crossed. Hard to include an excerpt without giving anything away. This short one is for you, Indigo.
He is also a bit nervous about Edie’s insistence on incorporating the taser into the dance routine. It does add a certain, ‘je ne sais quoi’, but Gordon is worried that she might accidentally taser Tim. Or on purpose. You just never know with Edie. He finds it particularly disconcerting that she refers to it by the name ‘Lucky’. They will need more than luck if they are to succeed on this fool’s errand.
Gordon fetches his lucky scarf from his bag and ties it around his head. It makes him feel like a warrior. He presses play, and FeFe Dobson begins belting out her latest monster hit.
Either the champagne I'm drinking to celebrate finishing my novel has made me emotional, or this is the best goddam thing I have ever read. I'll let you decide.
ReplyDeleteA taser in a dance routine just may indeed be the best goddamned thing I've ever read, Jackie.
ReplyDeleteWay to go, Jill! We are seven for seven this year!
Ok, this is just amazing. I feel like Gordon is actually the unsung hero of your novel. He may be a postmodern douche but he has been pretty brave and persevered through some rough moments.
ReplyDeleteAnd, thank you for Fefe Dobson. I can only imagine with what fury the ghost is going to respond.
CONGRATULATIONS on finishing!!