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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then the rains came and she wasn't there.

Okay. I have 130 pages of novella, noplace to be until 5 pm tomorrow, 2000 words written today, four and a half scenes left to finish, a full liquor cabinet, and an eye infection.

You know what this says to me?

Death march.

Yeah, stay tuned for the liveblogging. This baby's going down.

ETA: Well, it turns out upon inspection that I'm not actually fin ishing this draft tonight. There's more needs written here than I thought. But I am still grinding away on it.

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