First line of Thursday: Tairiekie thought about that. It shouldn’t have felt that complicated, but her mind felt as if it were stuffed with cotton. “That sounds… that makes sense. What are you doing?”
last Line of Last Night:
“-I found a spigot!” Enrie popped her head up from the rubbish bin. “I think this is what you wanted!”
I wrote 3,493 words Thursday and 2,089 words Friday, bringing my total to 48,592
(goal on this project is ~54,000; I’m on chapter 25 of approx. 30).
at that rate, I will finish… today. Or possibly tomorrow. An average of 3,239.5 words/day so far… but I’m sick, and just aiming to hit 50K today.
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