I have actual wordcount.
Not much, in the grand scheme of reality, really, but 337 words beats the hell out of recent [lack of] progress. Finished section 116. Need to contemplate 117. ...ah, I should pick up that plotline, perhaps.
Talking with
ibnfirnas reminds me I still need to write the love letter to a city that I developed a need to write the day I went to Fenway with
yehoshua. This speaks volumes about my level of organisation. (I haven't designed my scorekeeping sheet either. Heh.)
Also, I have no butter. Gromph. Will have to get cash from
teinedreugan or scrounge.
Not much, in the grand scheme of reality, really, but 337 words beats the hell out of recent [lack of] progress. Finished section 116. Need to contemplate 117. ...ah, I should pick up that plotline, perhaps.
Talking with
Also, I have no butter. Gromph. Will have to get cash from