TMW you realize you're an alien visitor on this planet. "May I have a little more ketchup on my jelly donut, please?"
Ketchup? On a jelly donut? Everybody knows mustard and mayonnaise are the only approved toppings for those things, jeez.
Eeew! That's so gross. Now I'll never be able to eat jelly donuts, pizza, or clam chowder without thinking about... yuk! Wait. Wait! Jelly donuts are bad for you, I can't have cheese, I hate clam chowder, and Oreos are gross, crushed or otherwise. Nevermind. I'm good! (what's the name of this planet, anyway?)
That moment when you can't go to bed until you've finished writing the scene, because the thought of leaving one of your protagonists with an arrow through his gut overnight makes you feel physically sick.
TMW you realize how little of your lore you used in previous books, and are glad they were never published so that the lore isn't contradicted. Which is what I am finding out right now.. since my MC's nation is apparently a Republic with a Monarchy, I went in with it being a Council Monarchy, but nope, it also has representatives, who are voted on by the people. Which breaks lore that voted representatives didn't exist till a little over 150 years after my current WIP takes place. This also affects the story I intend to write after this one, as the MC of that book is a distance cousin of the MC of my Current Novel, Thankfully it doesn't affect another story, that takes place roughly a few generations prior to this WIP, in a different part of the world, and those are Absolute monarchs, but in a City-State capacity, but it does affect some other lore and a small piece of my Back Burner story, I will have to remove some pretty fun Parliament scenes, since the parliament in it's current state mirrors our own politicians but now it's different rules based on Lore and our real world politicians would never have stood a chance in my World. Oh, and Political corruption is an executable offense... so....
...when you get locked out of the house and your mom is too busy playing games to hear the banging on the windows and the doorbell ringing. Edit: I was stuck outside for an hour.
My mom used to deliberately lock us outside when we were kids. Parenting survival technique when you have three rambunctious brats! So... at least yours was accidental...
And that was when he only had one arrow in his gut. It got considerably worse from there. The fact that it was a dream sequence and wasn't even real in the story didn't make it any easier. It took me a hell of a long time to get to sleep after that one.
TMW you are more than tired enough to go to bed, but it's not even 8pm. You know if you go to bed now, you'll only wake up again in a few hours feeling hungry anyway, and then you won't be able to get back to sleep.
If I had been rambunctious my mom might have done that. Luckily I wasn't, lol. I played outside a lot, but reading was so much more fun. ___ TMW... ...you, a 29 year old person, go back inside from putting the chickens up and make your dad go close the side window because of the giant ass spider webs along with the giant ass spider because no-sir-no-way-nope. I can normally do spiders, but after stepping into a spider web last night, screw that.