But this is also to say: tonight I wrote 1300 words of Southland telepathy fic, bringing the total to 8,708.
How many significant scenes to go, you ask? Oh, probably four. Or so. Probably not more than another six or seven thousand words, I hope.
It depends on how attached I am to the idea of logical transitions. I'm beginning to think they're overrated.
So, yes, that's been my evening. Oh, and I broke a bowl while washing dishes, and cut my thumb. Yesterday I scraped the hell out of two fingers on my left hand trying to get in the door of the post office with a big box. My goal for tomorrow is don't draw blood.
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