A swim in the ocean, hours in an empty house glimmering ahead, kind and encouraging words in the response below… I am ready to work! So long, Internets. I shan’t pass this way again today.
…in the spare room, covered in cockroach crap, I found a stack of old work from around the turn of the millennium. I uploaded this one for fun (and in utter self-indulgence). I’d forgotten all about it; I’d forgotten how satisfying it was to write. And I’d forgotten exactly how much I despised Sex and […]
Just finished a chapter that was pretty slow going, because it feels very cheesy. Young. Maybe I should write for young adults. Hmmm. Anyway, clicked CTRL S. Checked word count. 25,000.On the nose. What are the odds?
