If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
“There were days when it was all he could do to wait for his companions to fall asleep so he could sneak away and pick her up, take her somewhere amazing. Now, he finds that the gravestone calls to him instead, a macabre temptation that will not leave him no matter what he does or where he goes.” (x)
I don’t get anything done unless its at school. I need to stay at school more. Or get off the computer
or both, I guess…