Day 19. 64 pages, 30,109 words.

Torn in half and covered in squeemen. Yep, that about sums it up.
Proper review sometime later (and proper blog post later today from carpark as always).
– Posted from my Huawei while on lunch break.
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About Hatboy
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
And that’s…….bad…..
(forget the reference)
?
Not bad for a human.
I remembered! The Emperor (David Spade) from The Emperor’s New Groove! All the stuff that sticks in my brain, honestly.
But anyway, not bad. Categorically not bad.
SO MANY FEELS.