I have no idea what happens next. You realize that, right?
I mean, there’s that one thing. That awful thing. And I can’t decide whether stopping the awful thing would be excessive sentimentality on my part, or just what the story needs to be true.
But the awful thing can’t be the only thing.
My characters are lost in the dark, in a most literal way, and I have only the vaguest idea what they’ll see, when the shadows clear.
But the vague thing can’t be the only thing, either.
I guess what I’m saying, story, is that I need more things.
Can you go get them for me, please?
Kthx,
Me