First day of summer. Horrid season. I have retreated to the air-conditioned bedroom with the dogs and my laptop. Everywhere else in the house is too hot to think, let alone write
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Usually I have more than two hours to think before I start writing something novel length, but this time I just threw myself in at the last minute and started typing. I'm now mostly following one of the plotlines straight through, and will worry about writing the other one and interweaving it in the proper places after Camp NaNoWriMo.
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