Well, I did it. More than 15,000 words, in fact. I did so well on Saturday that I set a new goal-- to be caught up by the end of the weekend. That ended up being 16,600 words, and I hated at least half of them, but I did itThat, really, is the story of my writer's existence, to grit my teeth and spit out the crap words. Because the crap words give
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