The Empty King's fifth chapter has been planned, and as it sits there are 75 pages. The chapter in no way resembles its original except for the monster my little Martian gets to beat up and a general feeling of uneasiness. There's actually a conversation in the end of the original that no longer exists in the story. It's a bit of a shame, since I kind of liked it, but it's for the best.
This chapter features the red-haired plot device actually answering a question properly. Truly a wondrous moment.
TWHNN pages are moving steadily along and, Fates save me, I've started writing another short story in my head. This one is going to sit with the others in the "Wait until there's actually time" corner, of course, but...the project hydra just won't die...I can't...Help me...;-;
Jokes aside, sometimes I feel like I'm drowning in my own thoughts and the only way to clear them out is to write all the stories...then they pile up and don't get finished and I've fallen even deeper than before. I've managed to teach myself to focus on only a few at a time but some things can't be helped, like how ideas will pop up out of nowhere and attempt to demand my attention. Stupid brain. Half the stuff it spits at me isn't even useable.
I still need to finish some other pictures. My WIP folder is getting a bit full. :T