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

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you think the road will break me

Well, I plan to keep poking on this until I fall asleep, but this is the last update for the night.

I want wonton soup desperately, Tomorrow I will have to see if I can fake some.

Have found three scenes that I need to go back and add in earlier places, but there's only one more scene in Chapter 17.


With my draft, or on it.

Hours since draft-kill commencement: 9
Microsoft words/Pages total: 90,221/442
Manuscript words total: 110,500
Microsoft words since draft-kill commencement: 4512
Sustenance: Chobani passionfruit yogurt, sea salt caramel, pork cabbage dumplings, potato and pea samosas, grape tomatoes, tangerine, Swedish meatballs, mashed potatoes, salad, sticky triple-ginger gingerbread, more caramel, spicy pickles,
Caffeine and caffeine substitute: Upton peach with flowers black tea, "Crown me" green jasmine display tea (2 steepings),
Tea cup: Earthbound arts GIANT TEA BOWL
Alcohol: the last tiny bit of the Laphroaig quarter-cask
Doses of NyQuil: 1 (soon to be 2)
Dancing: with the dog
Sleep: --
Showers: 1
Exercise: --
Mean things: Healing touch failure, unexpected autopsy, garroting 
Darling: --
words Word don't know:
Tyop: -- "We can," he said, eyes barrowing as his thick silver forelock fell across them.


110500 / 120000 words. 92% done!
Tags: slide flat food under the door, with your draft or on it
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