I just did slightly more than three thousand words on Man Bites World. I know some writers do that every day, but I have never written so many words of prose in one day. That’s huge for me.
Book, you are annoying. Like golf. Like jigsaw puzzles. You are frustrating and impossible for days and days, and then suddenly you give a short term accomplishment. This is great! I think. And fun, too! I need to do this all the time!
But I know your sneaky ways. Tomorrow, you’re just as likely to be impossible again.
::shakes fist at laptop::
(They were good pages, too. I’m happy with them.)