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I've been trying to write a short story but I only seem to come up with about a sentence every two weeks. The draft I'm doing now is 1, 750 words long so going by that rate I figure I must have been writing it for quite a while now. I've been trying to make almost every minor detail in the story relevant to the theme or with some kind of double meaning. I haven't actually been focusing all too hard on the narrative or characters at all, just trying to make tiny metaphors that nobody will ever get, I'm not sure the result would be any good, but maybe some hardcore literary buffs would appreciate some of the things I've done. I don't know.
The story's about a girl recovering from a hangover trying to figure out what terrible thing she did last night.
(Thought it up long before the film The Hangover and that episode of Peep Show for your information)
The tense and narrative stance alternates from first person present to third person past during flashbacks of that particular night.The hangover is pretty much a metaphor for adulthood after a botched adolescence and this notion kind of combines awkwardly with a secondary theme of miscommunication. I've called it Salad Days, hoping that Shakespeare references will make me seem intelectual and that. I'll probably post it when I'm done.

Anyone go to Big Cheese today?
I'm not too fussed on going this weekend, and can whoever's choosing to go there tommorow night instead of Eddie's party change their mind please? You'll only miss some plastic sword fights, overpriced burgers and a few pissed up, aging musicians. And you can see the cruddy fireworks from the yard.

Stay fantastic
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