it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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she says that I'm the opposite of a hallmark card

2400 words on The White City today, almost all retconning to make it an actual mystery instead of a series of disconnected murders. This brings me to 20,404 words, total, which means I am two-thirds done with the manuscript. Yay, progress.

Now that is a good day writing. Almost like old times. More of these, please, and I will feel like a real professional again.

tyop du jour: "a broad gin broke across his face"

In other news, God always intended this to be a Jimmy Buffett song.

Tags: abby irene, new amsterdam, the white city

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