Hope it's better than the last week. My left heel is screwed, and I'm going to miss the game tonight. My right shin is pretty darned sore. I woke up at 2:00 this morning and couldn't go to sleep for the longest time - stress, stress, stress.
Surprisingly, I wrote nearly 500 words yesterday while ensconced on the bed with my feet up. Messed around with chapter six a little, correcting really eggegious errors before adding text. While typing, I was very conscious of "just putting it down" without a worry about Is It Good? or not. And it's not good. But the story is advanced.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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