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Written by someone I follow here on DA. Read it and keep it handy - for yourself and others caught in the throes of suicidal depression.


Author and Rapscallion Ch 4 Every time. Every damned time..! Lette sulked at herself as she fretted here and there in her small apartment, getting her things sorted and cleaning up a bit to procrastinate, even though it never really killed more than a few minutes anyway.Author and Rapscallion Ch 4 by ~Chibi-Pandachan
Every single time they'd met up, he had managed to wile his way out of answering any significant questions. Her curiosity had been as much as anybody's at first, after that first day at the café and the stroll around the park, flickering at the back of her mind like a candle that couldn't be snuffed out. What job was it that he had just quit? Why did he want to quit at all? Had he been in a row wi


Author and Rapscallion Ch 3of? That day, it was as though summer had settled in all at once during the short few hours they had spent over lunch and coffee at the Tazza. After stumbling over that brief moment of hesitation, Conn had resumed his role of charming stranger with affability and no small amount of exaggerated flourish. He was every bit the courteous gentleman; his choice of words, the way he held his cutlery and espresso cup, the easy way he leaned back in his chair, head tilted to the side, but somehow managing to look formal.Author and Rapscallion Ch 3of? by ~Chibi-Pandachan
By the time they'd left the café - and he'd been absolutely insistent about picking up the tab, of course - Lette had begun to won


Author and Rapscallion Ch 2of? The few days between the delivery to the bookstore and going back into the downtown district had made her nervous. There wasn't any real reason to be, and it was beginning to get to her. She had continued working as any self-reliant freelance journalist and hobby novelist would - which is to say, when inspiration struck and stuck around long enough for her to write down more than four lines at a time. Not much progress had been made on her most recent novel, which wouldn't please her publisher, but the local news and review journal had asked for editorials weeks ago.Author and Rapscallion Ch 2of? by ~Chibi-Pandachan
And they would get them today, for no other reason than because something i


Author and Rapscallion Ch 1of? They'd met eyes a few times before, probably. Exchanged a couple polite smiles as most people did when they both spent a good amount of time in the small but packed and active business district downtown and thought to themselves, "Have I met that person before somewhere?" She trotted out the door and to the left, back to the telephone pole to which she'd hitched her bicycle.Author and Rapscallion Ch 1of? by ~Chibi-Pandachan
"Wh--!" Pulling up short, she sputtered in confusion briefly before giving up. She put a fist on her hip and leaned against the building with a huffy sigh.
"I would say 'get the hell away from my bike', but you're clearly not interested in riding away with it beneath yo
