goofing around
I wrote 300 words for the past two, now three days. I’m going to use something big and heavy and bad to force myself to write at least the 300+ words necessary to meet my goal.
In other words, bad bad girl. But a life-enjoying happily-bouncing girl nevertheless.
Update in 1 hour or so: nothing big and heavy used, 500+ words are on the page, things are happily unrolling. For the first time, there is a real book on the scene. Judging by Vega’s apprehensive attitude, it seems that she can’t read. Oh well. Something to save for the sequel, I guess.
