In my second draft of Mr. K I am currently working on chapter 28(24). In my first draft I had a vision of a grizzled character who is an expert at surviving in the wild. I hadn’t really decided on the identify of who it was but had an image.

In writing out my second draft the image finally solidified in my mind. Below is a line I just revised after finally, a year later, getting back and doing my second draft.

The line reads… “Luck? We don’t have luck. All we have are the scraps thrown our way after bad luck gets done fucking us in the ass”

Now that you have a voice in your head tell me if the picture linked here fits?