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mmegaeraToday was one heck of a good writing day. I know my FL, so I know you'll understand when I say today's writing session felt almost exactly like reading into the middle of the night because you can't put the book down. That exact same almost breathless feeling. Just too cool for words.
1095 words, and I'm at the end of Chapter 4.
Whee!
Oh, and Teddy did a crash-landing on my teapot (on the kitchen counter) this afternoon, and tore upstairs with his back arched and his tail fuzzed like something was after him. He hasn't come back down yet. Maybe that'll do the trick. One can only hope.
The teapot survived, I am happy to say, although from the crash I'm surprised that it's not in a gazillion little pieces.
1095 words, and I'm at the end of Chapter 4.
Whee!
Oh, and Teddy did a crash-landing on my teapot (on the kitchen counter) this afternoon, and tore upstairs with his back arched and his tail fuzzed like something was after him. He hasn't come back down yet. Maybe that'll do the trick. One can only hope.
The teapot survived, I am happy to say, although from the crash I'm surprised that it's not in a gazillion little pieces.
