For some reason, on reading this, the proverb "A stitch in time saves nine" suddenly comes to mind.
On writing about runaway screen characters (at the wedding altar)...
"And if you have a nagging sensation that won't go away that a plot point is not quite right, there is a good chance it is fundamentally wrong. In that case, any attempt to patch it up will leave you with a structural problem. Consider throwing the plot point out entirely and replacing it with something more original and truer -- which is usually funnier as well.
This is also, incidentally, good advice about relationships..."
A sensible word in time, I hope, should surely save my life.
Except I long for a comforting word; for understanding; for placation; for indulgence. I'm a spoilt brat that keeps believing that someone will give.
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