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Okay. So about four years ago I started writing this Lord of the Rings story, inspired partly by the class I took that summer, about what might have happened if Boromir actually did get the Ring from Frodo. I can't remember when I actually last worked on it, but I've been stuck for a while. A few months ago (or maybe a year; I can't really tell) I decided, 'the hell with it' and thought I was done. Of course, now the damn thing is pestering me because I had nearly 10,000 words and to quit now would, as a writer, piss me off. The problem now is that I want to make the rest of the story as logical as possible, which is not easy.

Damn you, fic.

Ah well, at least it's practice.