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“Gil! I need to make my noodles before lunch break is over!” Giana cried as she stood by the side of the very boy she spoke to, who currently was busy cooking coffee the old fashioned way and busy boiling water for that. “Look, I’m sorry Giana,” Gil replied, “but I can’t go without my coffee, I will pass out at my desk if I do! Coffee is an author’s life!” “No, noodles are, and I need mine!” Giana argued, shaking the box of noodles she held. “You already have the water boiling, please?” “No,...
Real Quick before I start... Whaddya think of my new logo? (UPDATES ON NEWSLETTER COMING, JOIN HERE IF YOU WANT TO READ SOME OF GILS FICTION AND GET A SERIES OF CRITIQUES ON SPECULATIVE FICTION AND CLASSIC LITERATURE) Twill be a moment before fully assembled, so expect a month or two before any of those promises materialize. Oy. Gil is busy and tired. Who knew that sheep actually could put you to sleep? Ours don't make great pillows though. They have hair, not wool... and what wool I have had...
Gil hummed as he danced into the feast room with his favorite mug, on which were the words ‘Character Tears’ with sobbing silhouettes scattering it. It had been gifted to him on ‘boss appreciation day’ by the others collectively— which was fitting being many here were part of the Authors Collective. He sighed as the song he’d had in mind ended and walked up to where the coffee station was. Or had been. There— WHAT?! How was there no— Gil’s eyes darted around for the suddenly vanished coffee...