It is December, but a week from Christmas. Today, I slept for fourteen hours. Thanks to my, "let's see how well I can function without sleep for a day or two" today's long rest was a product of my stupidity. Nevertheless, I can write like no one's business when I'm tired, and I didn't nod off while editing. Success!
This afternoon was hell in below thirty degree weather. My family and I saw lights, because you know, lights are so damn magical anymore. The only good thing I got to was maybe daydream and have some oatmeal bar that was given out for free. That was nice.
I managed to write more or less 500 words on my novel. I haven't given up on it, I am just so lazy that it is astounding. Seriously. I hope to make it a good 300-word novel, but I don't know. I do know that I have an ending planned, one that might work, so my fingers are crossed.
It's going on one in the morning, and I need to head home and do some more random stuff. I don't even know if people read this, (if they do, then hi! Welcome to my world) but I like to jot my thoughts down, work my fingers out when I can.
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