Bob and I really need a break from eachother. :/
Well, long story short, last week Floodsy made us write sonnets and we've been reading them aloud all this week, yes? I thought up a really cool sonnet- I'll probably post it on fictionpress or devArt later- and then me and Clare and Bob plotted and Clare wrote the sequel and Bob wrote the sequel's sequel. Now, when we decided this on Friday, it was the end of the day right after Floodsy class and we all, like, flipped our lids. Clare was squealing, and I was babbling loudly about how great this was gonna be and Bob was agreeing with equal loudness, yes? Then Floodsy yelled at us. 8D
So today at the end of Latin club, we told Magister about the sonnets and he wanted to read them, so I read mine aloud. Now, there was a certain plot point in it which Bob and I both forgot about and we both just started screaming simultaneously because Bob wrote the same plot point in his sonnet without even realizing it was in mine. And I don't mean excited yelling, I mean ear-splitting screaming. Everyone jumped and Magister almost toppled over. Kids in the hallway actually ran to the door to see who was getting murdered.
I can't wait till the next Nightrunner is published this summer. If Bob and I go batshit crazy over sonnets, we'll have a collective heart attack when the book's finally in stores. I already promised him I'd call him from a bookstore at midnight when I get it and scream excitedly at him.
So, uh, yeah. :D Well, I have source cards and note cards to work on for my thesis so I'll be seeing ya.