My brain will not stop writing the third Bunny Trouble book. Despite the fact that, yanno, the second one’s outline is poo and the small observation that I have yet to start on the second book, nor do I have a desire to start on the second book any time soon.
It’s a great chapter though. Let me sum it up:
A group of stupid people believe in their own lies.
Half of them die in a hail of bullets.
Others burn in a fire.
Eleven of them are eaten.
Tune in five… well maybe seven (ten?) years for the actual novel!