got some Shit Done dammit

I got something going on that feels a lot like the reflections in reSWAN in that it was a large and critical part of the the rewrite that is conspicuously and bafflingly absent from the original.  Kinda psyched about that.  Hope I will not be mad at myself for it later.   

I really did do all kinds of little things today, but I felt like I had done nothing at all until I got some of this done.  I think bigger pieces are finally happening here and like going forward is something I can do with more confidence every time I go in.  Might actually be able to do this, haha

Here’s some snips and clips, because I always like doing that.   I hope you enjoy seeing them.  They’re funsize, but hopefully not in the frustrating Halloween candy kind of way. 

“I’m not going to die,” Johnny said, with no proof of that whatsoever.

**

Familiarly cheesy spooky music began playing from Jimmy’s hip. 

“Oh, hang on,” he said.  “That’s Dib.”

“You set it to play the ‘Mysterious Mysteries’ song when he calls?” Devi asked. 

Jimmy looked slightly helplessly between her and the tablet.  “I mean… what else would I use for him?”

**

“Try to relax a little, okay?”

“I’ve never relaxed in my whole lives, how dare you.”

**

“You didn’t think I was going to force this on you, did you?”

Edgar held his take out carton in his lap, hands wrapped around it like a comforting mug.  “I’m not sure.”

Johnny held a greasy wax bag of free egg rolls in one hand and suddenly had few hopes for this being the blissful recreation he’d planned.  It was difficult to know what to say.  Was this on him or Edgar?

“Do you think I’m that bad?”

“I just think you really want what you want.  And this all -” He gestured to the bag and cartons between them, “happened differently for both of us.”

“I wouldn’t hurt you, though.”

“No,” Edgar said, smiling softly while gazing into his takeout carton, “not on purpose.”

**

“I’m okay,” Johnny said.  “I think Edgar just shattered all the bones in my arm, but I’m okay.”