1,019 words.
The new boy seems to be sticking around, and I'm liking him. Narratively speaking. He's kind of a dickweed, but that's his purpose in the story.
I struggled getting to my word count goal today. I'm tired. But we don't go for excuses around here! Except when we do. But not today!
Just how do you write a novel, anyway? This blog is a record of my journey to find out the hard way.
Thursday, February 7, 2019
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