¡Ay, caramba! The world formed an unbroken line leading to my front door yesterday. Silly me when they knocked, I answered. I was behind schedule before my alarm woke me, and a never-ending game of Whac-A-Mole ensued. By the time my regularly scheduled 9 pm writing session rolled around, I couldn’t keep my eyes open. The day’s tardy theme continued, but undeterred, at 10:30, I sat down to write. Pounding keys is more fun than whacking moles and more satisfying. The evening’s count was a whopping 250 words, but I am ecstatic with every single syllable.

Are you writing for NaNo?

How is Day 18 progressing?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer