It is late on a sunday night. A few of us are sick in the real world. We are all tired and exhausted. However, the WriMo must go on. I have about 1,000 words left to write for the day. I desperately want to go to sleep, but I have a commitment. If I don't reach my daily goal, then it will become so much harder tomorrow. I missed it on Friday and had to write twice as much on Saturday. I had an essay to write for college today that was easier then this. Essays deal with facts. I just fill in the words. A novel is all fantasy, long, and has to remain on the same storyline even when you run out of ideas. I'm still progressing. I'm happy with myself for getting this far. From Dedric Mauriac via <a href="http://blogHUD.com" rel="noreferrer nofollow">blogHUD.com</a>
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