No, says the shrewd capitalist, it belongs to McDonalds.
No, says the runner, it belongs to MY brow.
No, says the writer, it belongs to the Muses.
...well, at any rate. I finally finished NeuroSpark. I think I wrote about five thousand words in one day for this beast, and of course, for the fics I really do want to get finished, I got nothing left.
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