Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.

you guys wanna hear my historical fiction novel idea because now my head is spinning with ideas and i’m sort of researching? no? too bad

OKAY SO its going to surround an aspiring playwright/actor who get drags into some government conspiracy and so forth (oh how typical).

the time period is english renaissance.

i honestly just want to write a scene where some poor guy gets arrested for being an actor or is dancing with a bear or something. that’s all i want to do honestly. screw everything else.

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