Kettan is back in her place, considerably shell-shocked and paranoid as hell. Everything checks out fine, but in tomorrow’s first paragraph is going to demonstrate to her that she has a very good reason to be paranoid.
After all the insanity of the EarlyBird sale of How To Revise Your Novel, I spent most of this afternoon asleep.
When I woke up, I got 644 words, and I’m pretty happy with them.
So that’s me.
How’s YOUR story coming?