Day three hundred
seventy-four
November 11, 2013: You know
what is ironic? I was so stressed about how there was no way I was going to be
able to write 50,000 words this month because it was the busiest year I have
ever faced in my existence, yet I have already written 42,000 words and I’m
pretty sure I will finish my novel before the end of the week. That’s even with
skipping two days when I was not feeling it.
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