Word count for November 21, since I ran over midnight: 411.
Every count in this program is off. I really think it’s screwed up somehow.
I TRIED TO START EARLIER I REALLY DID
The date on this post is going to be wrong, dammit.
I had to go back and tweak a little; I forgot to include something important in another scene. Then everyone and their dog needed to message me.
Then I had to pause and make chicken potstickers and furikake rice for dinner and the entire house smells like sesame oil now.
Then I had to look up a thing online. And ask questions on Facebook. Because my character is doing the thing but I have never done the thing.
Yes, this is what writing is like sometimes.
Now it’s time to wind down before bed with an ASMR video. Nightly night, lovelies. Sleep well.