Another one of those days where I kept writing a ways after midnight, so my word count for the day is not the same as the word count when I stopped writing and went to sleep. Today’s word count is technically 27,252 out of 30,000, a significant deficit and then some, but by the time I went to sleep it was up to 29,288, close enough that I’m hoping to catch up tomorrow. Not only is this not the first time I’ve said that, though, this isn’t even the first time I’ve noticed that this isn’t the first time I’ve said that. Particularly, the day in which nothing got done wasn’t even all that eventful – I just got distracted with a completely different project (one that may show up on this blog after November).
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