One day I will write a book called “Will Finish Later”
It will be a bad-ass book about a couple of friends trying to tell a very cool story. Unfortunately, as we all know, memory fails us. So these friends, I don’t think, ever get around to finishing their story because they are constantly trying getting their facts straight. All of this for naught, because what one person believed actually happened is what another thinks is what was supposed to happen. They put a TBD on that section, intending to finiah later, and move on to another tale. After several tales marked with TBD, they decide to put a giant yellow post-it on the manuscript itself with the giant words marked in Sharpie “WILL FINISH LATER” and the friends carry on with their lazy lives.
Chapter 3: Everyone gets drunk and tries to write as much as possible about how they feel until passing out
Chapter 4: Immediately upon waking up, they all write about their hangover. Because they all wake up with hangovers.