wordage, fueled by hot chocolate

Got 2253 words on the new Elinor story (working title Broken), most of them today. *pant pant*

I decided to forego waiting around for motivation to come calling and Just Do It. It’s been a long time since I got almost 2K words in a day and it feels good.

Amusing typos: Therefore, it didn’t take long for the burning smile to rouse me from my half-asleep state. (Ah, yes, those burning smiles do it every time!).

Words I love:

Then he left, leaving me in the dim interior of the shed, alone save for a commonplace thuggish guard-for-hire outside the door.
In case I had friends who would come for me.
Ha.

So, the goal stil is to finish four stories this month. Broken is story number 2. The Xenobiologist is story number 1 because it was finished in December (even though I started it in November). The Husband thinks that’s cheating, but if I don’t count Xenobiologist than I have no hope of writing four shorts this month. And, yanno, four stories in four weeks is a lot snappier and catchier (4 in 4!) than three stories in a month.

Xenobiologist stands as story number 1.