In Which the Writer Doesn’t Edit This Post
Day Twenty: 34,062 of 50,000 words Funny thing, this month. When I can blog, my novel isn’t working. Then when the novel starts to work, I can’t seem to blog. This one is being squeezed out despite those little perfectionist demons telling me I really ought to talk to the internets only when I have … More In Which the Writer Doesn’t Edit This Post