Over here, despite steadfast ignoring of NaNoWrMo, I seem to have started a novel. I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen in it, except for some key points in what's turning out to be the late middle and end, but there seems to be a mystery that one of the main characters is investigating and the other main character would, honestly, rather he didn't. And it's EATING MY BRAIN. I am on chapter 6 already. I don't have a word-count on the total, but... Oh, what the heck, I'll do one.
I'm still shovelling shit from my home. I've given up on fine-tuning and have employed the closet method: if the door closes, it's tidy. Another half day inside the house should get me to cleanable level, then there's the garden, then I can get cleaning done, and get the appraisers in.
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Over here, despite steadfast ignoring of NaNoWrMo, I seem to have started a novel. I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen in it, except for some key points in what's turning out to be the late middle and end, but there seems to be a mystery that one of the main characters is investigating and the other main character would, honestly, rather he didn't. And it's EATING MY BRAIN. I am on chapter 6 already. I don't have a word-count on the total, but... Oh, what the heck, I'll do one.
14040 words, it says. Bwah.
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