I... I think I've just sent in the first draft of the new book...
It's rough around the edges, with some bits missing, some chapters blank... I don't mind this at all, because when my agent and me editor look at a first draft like this, they're focussing on the big picture, things like;
Does the story make sense?
Does the story work?
Are the characters consistent?
Is it as tense as it needs to be?
Does it have enough pace?
Is the book any GOOD?
These are all things I don't know, because when your head is down and you're working away, you can't look up and step back far enough to see how everything slots together. I hope they don't have any major issues with it. I hope they like it. I hope they think it's GOOD.
As I explained in a previous post, I scrapped most of what I'd written for this book at the end of December and started again. In the last month, I've had to average about twice my usual daily word amount to reach the deadline. It has been as HELLISH as it has been rewarding. I've barely been able to take any breaks, not even for twitter. The work isn't over, of course it's not, there's still a lot to do — and if my editor or agent find any major flaws in the book, that work will double.
But I managed it. I got the first draft done by writing twice as much per day as usual, and the only way I could do that was by having ridiculous amounts of fun. I wish I could tell you about it — I wish I could tell you the title that spun it off in this brand new direction — but all these things are yet to come.
Right now, though, we are gearing up to release the Armageddon Outta Here paperback in two days. As usual, I found myself in a Catch-22 position. I had a paperback coming out of a book most of you already bought in hardback (or trade paperback — the hardback-sized paperbacks), and I know a lot of you would want every edition available — because you're uber-geeks, just like me. So I wanted to give you an extra story or two (or three, as it turned out) to make it worthwhile. Of course, by including new stories, it kinda also makes people who were NOT intending to buy the paperback want to buy it, cuz they want the new stuff.
I don't like making my readers buy multiple copies of my books. If you want to, hey, go right ahead, I won't stop you, but I've never wanted anyone to feel left out if they don't buy every edition. There are some things, unfortunately, that I can't win no matter what I do. So apologies, for those who feel like they ARE missing out. That was not my intention.
But what ARE these new stories? Well, for those Billy-Ray fans out there, two of these stories are about him. They were sequences that just wouldn't fit in the last few books. Death and Texas throws our favourite hit man deluxe into a Texas Chainsaw Massacre situation, with a notable twist. Eye of the Beholder, meanwhile, explores some of his history — including how and why he lost his eyes.
And then there's Theatre of Shadows. The original version of this was written in an afternoon, behind the scenes at the roleplaying event in Dublin last year. It was at this time that I learned one very important lesson about writing — don't try to write and publish a story in the same day.
The original was flawed. This new version is radically different, and it takes the original's place in canon. So that story that was sent to everyone who took part is now a one-off, never to be reprinted.
There are some other, minor changes to one or two other stories in the collection. For instance, I noticed a mistake too late in Across a Dark Plain, which made a mess of where the story sits in continuity. This mistake is now fixed, as will be a corresponding mistake in one of the books. Remember when the Dead Men were talking about the war, and Shudder's birthday? There was a pretty significant typo that I hadn't spotted, which basically set that story a hundred years after I had meant it to take place. All that is now changed, and once again the stories make sense.
I think.
The paperback is out on Thursday, and right now I'm going to go shopping. The cupboards are bare. I won't be able to poke my head up for too long, though — I got work to do.
Good thing I love it.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
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Onwa: *tilts head*
Hmm..
(*knows nothing about care types*)
(Got to go, sorry. Be back when I can. Bye!)
Claire: *slides a knife into the back of her jeans* Yep.
Bethany: You know I am.
Liliana: We can see when we visit Earth again.
*she smiles, admiring the city they created*
(Goodbye, Jaimie. *hugs her tightly*)
(*hugs tightly back* Love you!)
*glances at Claire, raising an eyebrow*
Okay. Lets go.
Onwa: *nods*
Sounds like a plan.
*smiles*
Beautiful, is it not?
My audition is tomorrow...
I can't sing, but I'm going to give it a shot...
Lady Thiang's last verse of Something Wonderful is hella high...
Shite.
And now I think I get why my riddles are sounding poetic. It needs more chaos. An ordered kind. Even wonderland's magic has order in chaos.
*nods matteroffactly*
*is still needing a few Riddlish lessons*
*has no idea what she's saying, but realizes that randomness counts for something*
*poofs again*
I can sing it.
I can do Lady Thiang.
I might get a part o.o
(*hugs Danni* :3)
*hugs Kas warmly*
Change your name, Mister. I don't like it.
I kinda wish Loki could understand how painful it is for Rose to do what she is doing. She still cares deeply for him, but she can't keep with him. What happened with Judhipor last had made it clear that her children were in too much danger, and it would be much dagger with Rose completely away from them.
She can't stand to think of Loki with Astrid, but she must tell him that it's the right choice. Because her twins need a mother, someone to look after them with Loki, and Rose is targeted.
She couldn't bare to tell Loki the truth...
And she's silent in my head. She won't even try and communicate....
(It's a title, not a name :/
*huuuuuuggles*)
*safer
Then change your title, Kas. It's negative. It should be something nice...
Like...
You're the most huggleable person I've ever met :D
(I'm really not. I'm just a stupid, depressed... mess.)
(Anyways... how are you feeling, Danni?)
Loki hardly spoke to me last night, I asked him how he was and I got a very angry Zanida instead
-Zaf
(Hey, Zaffy! How are you?)
(My "friends" are avoiding me and no longer want to talk to me.
*sighs*
...)
(I'll just be here, doing my thing.)
*hugs Kas*
*is here*
*has already finished two of her books and wants to keep from reading the rest too fast*
(*hugs Hope* Hey... how are you feeling, Hope?)
*uses these asterisks as something of a narration because she doesn't know if she'll speak more Riddlish(which she now realizes is capitalized) if she talks*
*probably not, but she knows she's going to try*
(And may I say, that's a beautiful middle name you have there. :)
*is good*
More like sideways, but as Riddlespeak, it still means basically yes.
I have a middle name? Since who?
((I thought Hope was your middle name???
It's all a lie! :O))
*shakes her head*
Gah! This doesn't seem like me at all! I feel like I've become a character or something!
...
It is kinda fun to try it though... Even if it sounds odd and not like me and would probably be confusing to everyone else.
*shakes her head*
Gah! This doesn't seem like me at all! I feel like I've become a character or something!
...
It is kinda fun to try it though... Even if it sounds odd and not like me and would probably be confusing to everyone else.
(I have been deceived my whole life! O_O)
(Whatcha doing, Hope?)
Oh Jabberwock! My wifi is hexed!
Ahem. Sorry. I'm not doing much, just trying to reply to that middle name comment.
Anywho- You thought Hope was my real middle name or just my taken one?
My real middle one is Larissa.... Basically that means cheerful, but I have no idea what language.
...
Hmm...
(*huggles Hope*
You're Hope :3)
*wonders why she wanted first when she can't think of any more things to dedicate to that haven't already been dedicated to yet*
I dedicate this page to Kas. And riddles. And Riddlish, which IS a language. One that I just have a very hard time learning.
*nods like it's normal to try to learn how to speak in riddles*
I also reserve the right to add more to my dedication if anything comes.
(Um... hear hear to most of that!)
*huggles Kas back*
That would be a nickname then.
*nods*
;P
*pokes him gently in the ribs*
Hey, it's my ded. I can dedicate to huggable Sassy Robots if I want to and I could have just left it at that. But I didn't. XP
*hugs him again*
(*is hugged*
*is freezing cold*
*mumbles about Sassy Robots*)
*tilts her head*
Did I say something wrong about the robots?
Also, how did you feel about the marshmallow I wrapped you in last night? Or yesterday.
*wraps him in a warm, fuzzy blanket*
*would have gone with another marshmallow, but doesn't have the answer to the question yet, so goes with a normal blanket*
*smiles*
Marshmallows. Soft and fluffy like a blanket, and sweet too!
Yet also sadly sticky, but then you could take a nice warm shower to clean it off. :P
*is just spouting nonsensical jabber now*
(Warm marshmallow is warm stay puft.)
((Remember that song you sent me, keep holding on, because you'll make it through, you'll make it through~))
Okay then.
*wraps Kas in a warm, fluffy marshmallow*
Ah-ha! So it was YOU I sent it to! I forgot who, but I do remember sending it to someone.
...
Are you listening to it?
(When I go to sleep I leave my phone by my ear and random music from my phone plays and yesterday it played just as I was falling asleep and it cheered me up so thank you, Hope! *smiles, hugging her*)
Whoa! Did you know frabjous is actually a word?! :O
*laughs*
Bandersnatch too! :D So why isn't a Jabberwock a word?
(Jabberwock is a word duh!)
*smiles and hugs back*
I'm glad it did. :)
Of course it is. But there's no definition on my iPod. Oh, and it spell hexes Bandersnatches as not the right spelling, but THAT word DOES have a meaning.
My iPod's as odd as a talking white rabbit outside Wonderland.
(*has never read Alice*
Is it good?)
(But what if your iPod is a transforming rabbot?)
To be honest, I actually haven't read it either, (Oops XP) but after reading about the characters/their children in a book series called Ever After High, I sort of understand a little.
And I wouldn't be surprised if my iPod suddenly turned into a rabot. That would explain the wifi troubles. It's out of Wonderland's range. ;P
Ahem. That didn't really answer your question. I should THINK it's good if it has all these Wonderlandiful characters. :)
(Awwkay :)
Oh jubjub bird! Sorry Kas. My iPod needs to charge but wifi won't connect where the charger needs to be plugged. I'm going to have to go... :(
Also, it's getting late anyway, so now probably is a good time to sleep...
*hugs*
Have a good day. :)
(Awwkay. Have a good night, Hope!)
(Sorry for deleted comment, had caps lock on.
Hello.)
Well I'm home today, not due to snow, due to our car not starting. Mom and I go to the same school so I go in with her, my bus had left already and our car won't start. We're both sitting here like: Okay...what do we do now? We had a two hour delay so I only miss a little bit of school but it is rather annoying I miss today.
-Zaf
(Enjoy your day at home, Zaf!)
Thanks. I had a five day vacation unintended. We had Friday for teacher training, weekend, yesterday for snow, today because of the car.
God. Fucking. Damn.
-Zaf
(Yay for no school, Zaffy!)
(And I'll be going now. Adios.)
(Hello.
I love you too, Jaimie.)
Claire: What? We might need protection.
Liliana: It is. Shall we arrange a feast?
Don't let me go...
Don't let me go...
I don't want to fall..
Don't let me go...
Don't let me go...
There's rocks below me...
Here I hang...
On this cliff...
What do you think?
And yes I am pretty cynical so that's why its a little iffy.....
(Hello Garrett, if I am not mistaken. If I am, apologies.)
How did you work that out Soph?)
(I'll be going back to my break shortly ,
I'm just curious as to how you worked out it was me? )
*rolls eyes*
Mhmm. Sure. That's why you have a knife..
Onwa: *raises an eyebrow*
A feast? Of course.
(WBD)
(I mentally take note of the last few digits of the profile address for most people. So I was correct, that is nice to know.
Hello, Jaimie. *hugs her tightly*)
Claire: I'm not allowed to shoot people...
Liliana: And all the inhabitants shall be invited?
(Hey soph. *hugs tightly back*_
*rolls eyes again*
Or kill people.
Onwa: *tilts head*
That's a lot of people
Bethany: Please don't bring a knife, Claire...
Claire: *she sighs, placing the knife on the table* Happy?
Liliana: We can create anything. We can accommodate them.
(Hey Adam.)
Yes. Good girl.
*smiles*
Onwa: *nods*
Then we shall have a grand feast.
(wow, that's a talent and a half Soph,
Well done
And that's a really cool way of working out who it is )
(Hi Adam! )
Claire: I've never been told that before...
Liliana: Please stand still for a moment.
(How are you Adam?)
Told what..
Onwa: *stands still for her*
(It is hardly a talent. It is just a habit. In the same way, to work out where someone is, you could trace their phone call. It is a similar concept.
Hello, Adam.)
Claire: That I'm a good girl?
Liliana: *a large wooden stage appears underneath their feet, elevating them above the crowd* *she calls down to them, her voice being amplified* Your queens have declared a feast shall be held tonight outside the castle. And everyone is welcome.
Oh what are you Midgardians doing now?
(I'm okay, a little distant..)
You..haven't?
Onwa: *smiles at the extravigancy*
Claire: Who do I have to tell me? My mother and father died when I was five and they were rather grumpy...
Liliana: The feast shall be free of charge, of course.
*excited whispers come from the crowd*
Liliana: That is all, unless Queen Onwa has anything to add?
Oh..I..sorry...
Onwa: *smiles at the whispering*
*tilts head, smiling in the brightest way she can*
Dress to impress people! We hope to see you there.
Claire: It's fine?
Bethany: *she hugs Claire gently* You are a good girl.
Liliana: *she turns, walking back to the castle* My wings are itching me. When we get back inside, could you take a look?
(I am here for a few minutes)
(Hello, Chloe.)
(Heya Soph
Still depressed?)
(I am. How are you?)
(I am. How are you?)
(I'm alright
*glances at gar f he is still here*)
(hey Chloe!)
*smiles, hugging Beth and Claire*
Onwa: I can.
(Hey Jai
How art thou?)
(Hate my mother.)
(*huggles iris*)
(*huggles Chloe*)
(I must go now)
(Hey Iris! Bye Chloe!)
*sits in a tree, watching*
(*sighs* Bye.)
Claire: *she hugs Bethany and Silente back* Thank you...
Bethany: *she hugs Silente back* You're welcome.
Liliana: Thank you. *she steps inside her castle before her wings appear, covered in white feathers* Are they damaged?
*smiles*
You're very welcome..
Onwa: Um..Damages, no. Covered in feathers, yes.
*plucks one out gently, holding it up to the light*
Bethany: So picnic?
Liliana: *she sighs, wrapping her wing a little around herself, looking at it* Can you pull the feathers out?
Picnic! Indeed.
*grins*
Onwa: *nods and starts gently plucking them out one by one, moving quite quickely, collecting the removed ones in a small pile on the floor*
(My other song parody
Im going to pick you up,
I'm gonna drop you down
You're gonna break your back
And its gonna hurt you
Im goin hear you cry
Im gonna watch you die
Im gonna dig your grave
And then bury you
And now
I shall return to my break
See you again peoples
*disappears and is going to stay away for longer this time* )
(See you around, Rhos!)
yes it's mine, Adam.
(*hugs Aria tightly*
*doesn't say anything, just hugs*)
dad is keeping my laptop, again.
(Apologies. It seems I disappeared briefly.)
Bethany: *she smiles, picking up the basket, heading towards the door*
Liliana: *she hisses every time a feather is pulled out, keeping her eyes closed*
*smiles, following Beth, opening the door for her*
Onwa: *pulls the last one out, dropping it to the pile*
*hugs Liliana and her wings, radiating a healing heat, gently kissing up and down her neck*
Bethany: *she smiles, walking outside, holding the door for her*
Liliana: *she turns and hugs her back, smiling, holding her close* I can't keep going on like this... *she gently wipes the blood from her wings*
(No. I didn't notice it was gone. I hardly wear any jewellery.
I still have your voicemail. Just listened to it.
I'm not eating so dad decides to take my laptop. And he says it's broken. Mum said he cant fix it which is why he's keeping it :-/)
*walks out, making sure Claire is following*
Onwa: *lightly strokes her smooth wings*
I don't know how I can help..
(Hi Gem.)
(Hey Jaimie
*Hugs tightly*
On mum's laptop...
*sighs*)
(*hugs tightly back*
I'm sorry to hear they've stolen your laptop again.)
(I gave it to him because it wasn't working last night.
Then this morning we all got up at 7:50. I rushed to get ready and was leaving at 8:20 and dad said I have to eat something.
My bus comes at 8:30.
I said no because I was going to be late and then he started fighting with me. Mum said to take something with me and I had to run.
When I got home I asked if I could have it and he said no because of this morning. What the fuck? if I eat anything I feel sick. I cant help not eating anything...)
Claire: *she follows along behind*
Liliana: Change my intentions...
(*sighs and cuddles*
Gem..you need to try eat..Even if it makes you feel ill. I understand why in that case you mightn't have eaten, you'd hardly time..I advise fruit for if you're feeling ill..)
*nods, walking on*
Onwa: *smirks*
We already tried that..it doesn't seem to have lasted..
*gently cradles her face*
What good intentions do you have?
(Thanks Jai.)
146.
(You're welcome..
Adra..please...stop cutting. Use an elastic band as Sophia suggested..)
(How the hell can you fit 146 cuts on your arm?)
(She never said it was her arms..some prefer legs..)
(Legs, well you would fit more on there so I could understand that. And its easier to hide.)
(*nods* Yeah..)
Bethany: *she holds Silente's hand*
Liliana: I am not entirely certain...
*smiles, squeezing her hand gently*
Onwa: Hmm..
*pushes her way into Liliana's mind, searching for the cause to her good intentions*
Bethany: *she squeezes her hand back* *holds Claire's hand, also*
Liliana: Please do not touch my mind, Onwa. I know you are only wanting to help but...
*the Midnight Hotel arrives without warning*
*rests a head on Beth's shoulder while walking*
Onwa: *pauses, then exits her mind*
Apologies, I should've asked first.
(*Sighs*
Bored...)
*sits silently, gazing into the fireplace*
*so terribly, terrible tired*
(HEY CLARA!
*nudges Gem*
*TACKLES GEM*
*pins Gem*)
(Hello, Clara.)
Bethany: *she smiles, kissing Silente's forehead* I love you. Both of you.
Liliana: Did you see anything interesting?
(Greetings to all who are here.
I apologize for my prolonged absence.)
(Hello Clara *hugs*
*Doesn't even protest*
Hello...)
*smiles*
I love you both, too..
Onwa: *shrugs*
I barely searched. And I wasn't just browsing, I was focusing on finding the good intentions..
*removes a small notebook from pocket*
*begins to scribble on it, in indecipherable handwriting that would put many doctors to shame*
(glad to have you return Clara.
*pokes her nose*
Boop.)
(*bows*
I am glad to return as well. Life has been lonely.)
*puts down the pen*
*reads what has so far been written*
*nods slowly*
*frowns*
*then stands up and begins to walk clockwise around the lobby, writing down various details of the walls and floor*
Claire: *she nods* Me too... I mean, I love both of you. I don't love myself.
Liliana: I am sorry. *she picks up a feather from the ground* I will try and make my intentions bad again. I know you like me being evil.
Legs are easier to hide
more surface area
and literally every step I'm reminded that I'm not completely numb
*finally, stops walking*
*glares angrily at the notebook*
No . . . not at all, it won't do at all . . .
*angrily throws the notebook down on the desk and goes upstairs*
*leans against the doorframe of the bedroom and sighs*
It's no use.
What a stupid idea. Stupid, stupid. You know that's not what this place is for.
. . .
. . .
. . . But it's for me, now. It's mine.
I can do whatever I want with it, yes?
*the scowl deepens*
*she does a lot of scowling*
Perhaps sigils . . . to lengthen the walls and raise the ceiling . . . then maybe . . .
*enters the bedroom and starts digging around in the wardrobe*
(You still shouldn't do it, Noelle.)
*eventually finds a ridiculous jacket*
*it's almost long enough to sweep the floor*
*bright turquoise brocade*
*and gilded all over with gold and saffron*
*a leftover remnant from the Majestic Pirate Crowley days*
*puts the coat on*
*laughs*
I don't know, I wonder sometimes..
Onwa: *gently takes the feather from her, tossing it over a shoulder, pulling her close again, kissing her passionately*
I love you either way, Liliana.
(I will be back soon.)
(I'm here again
How art everyone?)
*returns downstairs to the lobby*
*twirls around for a bit*
Yes, maybe . . .
*backs up, then goes forward again*
Only a little extra space would be required for dancing. And more still, for tables.
Decorations?
*twirls around some more, examining the walls and ceiling*
. . . That won't be a problem. Money is no object. Not for a pirate.
. . .
*stops twirling*
. . . Still. A foolish idea.
*sits on the edge of the desk, surveying the room*
*Sighs*
*Closes*
(*POKES CLARA*
CHECK YOUR EMAIL AGAIN PLEASE THANK YOU
HEY CHLOE!!!
*tickles Gemma*)
(*scolding tone* Fine, fine, there's no need to poke.)
(*nods sternly*
Good Clara.
*gently hugs Noelle should she wish to be hugged*)
(Hey Jai! How art thou?)
(Ah, Silente, I'm beautiful!
Of course, I'm always beautiful . . .
*flips hair in slow motion*
. . . but particularly in that picture.)
(@Chloe I'm thoroughly confused. You?)
(I'm good thanks
Confused? Why?)
(*rolls eyes*
Is that your way of saying you like it?)
(Yes it is, Silente. It's lovely.)
*Is gently hugged* *Enjoys it*
(*is here if someone wants a hug* )
(Because;
I. Have. To. Collect. Images. To. Do. With. Death. Ceremonies. Or. Celebrations. That. Aren't. Western. They. Have. To. Be. Three. Dimensional. Objects. And. I'm. Meant. To. Like. Them. But. Let's. Be. Honest. Not. Many. Objects. Are. Associated. With. Death.)
( . . . Skulls?)
(Okay, that is confusing )
(Thank you Clara. Paint is not easy to use..
*keeps hugging Noelle gently*)
(xD Unfortunately Clara I'm struggling to find skulls in relation to symbols of death OUTSIDE of the western views..)
(I have jars related to hunting and shields...not very death-y)
(So you're looking for eastern/oriental/asian death imagery?
How about the number 4? The Chinese word for 4 is the same as their word for death, so it's considered an extremely unlucky number in that culture.)
*Sighs* My mom is getting me to Dr. C to talk about my mild depression...
Mild being that I can still function somewhat...
I can walk still...
...
Might not want to, but I do.
My brother couldn't whenn he was depressed. He was moderate.
(I know Buddhists believe that you get reincarnated into one of the seven realms but that's the only thing I can think of )
(Also, the color white is strongly connected with death in Japanese lore, but that's not exactly an object . . .)
I want better medicine though.
*Curls up* *Cries*
(*huggles Adra * there there sweetie)
(There s this yokai that takes souls of young children ...but that may have just been an pureawesomeness character XD)
(Noelle...
*Holds her gently*
Don't cry...
Jai!
*Bursts out laughing*
Adam, I want it back, but you can keep it...
Hello Chloe.)
(I am back.)
Claire: ... I really do not love myself. Trust me.
Liliana: *she kisses her passionately back* Thank you, Onwa.
(*grins evily, tickling faster*
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)
(I know you did Adam. But I didn't want t listen to it.
Might listen to it before I go to bed...)
(Hello Gem)
(Yokai are just demons though, I think. Demons in general. I'm pretty sure that shinegami are demons specifically associated with death and reaping of souls.
I'm not sure what they look like, though.)
(Hey Soph!)
*nods*
Okay Claire, I trust you.
Onwa: *smiles*
You're welcome.
*whispers*
Plus, feathers are more sensitive than the tough hide of your wings currently.
(Huh...I COULD look at demons..
*CUDDLES CHLOE AND CLARA*)
(*cuddles Jai * the only shinigamis I can think of is grell and the undertaker )
(Shinigami is the Japanese word for soul reapers in the anime bleach.
They defeat demons who eat souls called hollow and send the souls to Soul society where they live in peace.)
(*is cuddled*
. . . Glad I could be of assistance.)
(Hey adam
How art thou?)
*Holds her Alastair*
(Shinigami are demons from old Japanese mythology as well, which is why they're featured in so many anime. It's like using vampires or werewolves in the west.)
(Or not. Throw it out. Bin it, sell it, I don't care.
J-jai! stop!
*Thrashes around*
(I must go. I have an art project of my own to attend to.
*departs*)
(I'm good
And chloe is open to talk people! Anytime, anyday
Between the hours of 9 and 11
(*laughs evily and keeps ttickling*
Nevar! This is revenge!)
(There are many objects associated with death. Even things such as guns and swords.
However, I believe Hades in Greek mythology is often depicted in carrying a staff.
It would also be possible to move to the Ancient Egyptians and their use of canopic jars. In particular, it may be useful to mention the Anubis Canopic Jars, as Anubis is their god of the underworld - and is therefore associated with death anyway.)
*Closes her eyes in resignation*
*Goes*
(*sighs*
Can't find anything not westerniz-
*blinks*
*blinks*
*FACEPALMS*
WE HAVE THOUSANDS OF BOOKS ON DEMONS AND MONSTERS AND CELEBRATIONS AND WHAT NOT!!!)
Claire: That'd better not be sarcasm...
Bethany: I don't think so?
Liliana: *she shivers a little* Ah yes, good.
It isn't, I promise.
Onwa: *smirks, pressing her back against a wall slightly*
Although they have a habit of singeing..
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