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Mar. 12th, 2007 09:37 pmFor all intents and purposes, I appear to be alive. Alive with words, even.
"Wounded in the Wing"
Words today: 1206
Words total: 2574
Reason for stopping: out of steam
Tyop: coffee shoops
Darling: "It won't hurt," she says at last, the most she can offer him. "I don't feed on fear."
As I was just bitching to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mrissa, this story has 2 povs already and wants a third. I think this is a bit much for a story that will likely end up less than 3.5k. We could call it experimental, I suppose. Or something.
The novel continues to fail to write itself. Where are my monkeys with typewriters?
If the cats keep me up again tonight, there will be kitty kabobs for breakfast.
"Wounded in the Wing"
Words today: 1206
Words total: 2574
Reason for stopping: out of steam
Tyop: coffee shoops
Darling: "It won't hurt," she says at last, the most she can offer him. "I don't feed on fear."
As I was just bitching to
mrissa, this story has 2 povs already and wants a third. I think this is a bit much for a story that will likely end up less than 3.5k. We could call it experimental, I suppose. Or something.The novel continues to fail to write itself. Where are my monkeys with typewriters?
If the cats keep me up again tonight, there will be kitty kabobs for breakfast.
