The attempts to slay the beast had been futile at best. This time Michael was more confident. He had found a new weapon that felt good in his grip. He had watched YouTube videos on how others thought the beast could be slain. Numerous blog posts were read, and Michael had even asked his followers on twitter, #howToSlayTheBeast. Through a thoughtful ten minutes of pondering, Michael knew he had the answer and set out to finish his quest.
Soon he was knee deep in the swamp and wondering why he was even there. It seemed impossible, red spraying everywhere off his weapon, but the beast didn’t yield. It bashed Michael to and fro, never giving him purchase. Soon Michael was covered as much in red as the beast was. “I’ going to die here,” Michael thought, but still he battled.
Days seem to pass when he finally found some sort of ending. Michael put away his red pen and looked at what had been his first draft, knowing once he made those changes he would be in a new place. He would have the legendary second draft. The battle would go one, but this time he would persevere. Carpe calamum!