Slogged through another 5K on Wet Work, bringing Magic Meter here:
And I do mean slogged. The words are coming hard–but it’s early days, to be expected.
On the bright side, I think I know what’s going to happen in the next chapter or two. Feels kinda luxurious, actually, given that I’ve sat at the keyboard several times in the past week without knowing what I was going to write. Now the first act is taking on some shape and definition, and none too soon.
Livin’ the dream, don’t ya know.
No updates for Write Club.
