Thud

Prayers
Words today: 808
Words total: 16296
Reason for stopping: chapter, and brain death.
Sustenance: bread and cheese, and some cocoa I turned out not to want after all.
Tyop: n/a
Darling: n/a
Mean things: Holly was chased by monsters and fell down a lot. She also lost her coat, wallet, and passport, and got picked up by the police. At least she got to shoot someone.

Chapter 7 is too short, yet manages to pack twice the suck of much longer chapters. It's very talented.

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Today is the two year anniversary of a certain farcical and worthless (at least in this state) legal contract with my boy. Or the four year anniversary of him being my boy, which I like a lot more. I think two years is the vindaloo anniversary. Or maybe dolmas.

No internet at home makes me a saaad panda.

I dreamed of a story last night, some SF thing on a desert planet. It was pretty frellin' awesome in my dream, but now I can't remember the story part any more. Stupid brain. I think it's trying to get me to work on some more short stories.

Back to the book mines.