Still November, still writing...
Days in: 8
Word count: 17,326.
Am I supposed to be learning things about myself? Was that in the contract? Is non sequitur one word, or two?
Someone needs to walk the dogs. I can't see straight, and my neck is a Gordian knot. Where's Alexander the Great when I need him? On second thought, remembering how he loosened it, perhaps I should find another way.
Nothing more to see here.
Days in: 8
Word count: 17,326.
Am I supposed to be learning things about myself? Was that in the contract? Is non sequitur one word, or two?
Someone needs to walk the dogs. I can't see straight, and my neck is a Gordian knot. Where's Alexander the Great when I need him? On second thought, remembering how he loosened it, perhaps I should find another way.
Nothing more to see here.
Yet you couldn't keep yourself from looking...
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