So this evening I busted out 1500 words. Monday morning I squeezed out another 600. As my son would say, 'sockamooie!'
And here is the promised daily writing sample (remember, this is not polished stuff):
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There was a pile of heads. Some
were still blinking. One of them was wearing my face.
“Right then,” I said. “Let’s go
back out and try to enter the Elamner’s room through the window.
Published on July 25, 2012 06:18