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Ugh
No internet for three days = no way for me to feasibly catch up on what/how you're all doing. So I throw it open to you:
How are you all? What have you been up to?
I can tell what I've been up to: hanging with Pip watching 80s movies and spending too much money (I should never go shopping with Pip, she's just a bad influence). Yesterday my parents and I attacked the back garden and it is now tamed and safe. I can get to the shed without the aid of a machete and a tent, which is nice. Except I never have any reason to go to the shed. I also spring-cleaned the house on Saturday, so everything is shiny and lemony-fresh.
I haven't much writing yet this weekend. That's what this afternoon is for - finishing the draft of Moths. It currently looks like this:
5322 / 7000 words. 76% done!
I keep underestimating how long it's going to be (originally I planned about 5k), but since the word limit is 10k, I don't think I'm in danger of going over. After that I might get cracking on Silver Kiss, which has been burning me up ever since a certain housemate texted me the magic words "werewolf fight club" on Friday night.
How are you all? What have you been up to?
I can tell what I've been up to: hanging with Pip watching 80s movies and spending too much money (I should never go shopping with Pip, she's just a bad influence). Yesterday my parents and I attacked the back garden and it is now tamed and safe. I can get to the shed without the aid of a machete and a tent, which is nice. Except I never have any reason to go to the shed. I also spring-cleaned the house on Saturday, so everything is shiny and lemony-fresh.
I haven't much writing yet this weekend. That's what this afternoon is for - finishing the draft of Moths. It currently looks like this:
I keep underestimating how long it's going to be (originally I planned about 5k), but since the word limit is 10k, I don't think I'm in danger of going over. After that I might get cracking on Silver Kiss, which has been burning me up ever since a certain housemate texted me the magic words "werewolf fight club" on Friday night.