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New personal best

Today, I overcame yet another bout of lethargy. Yesterday, I managed to put down a very painful 850 words on my current work in progress, a short story called “Chemical Soup.” We’ve been doing so much work around the house that I didn’t have many ergs left for writing, yet managed to force myself.

Again, today, lethargy almost shackled me, but I forced myself to write. Now, two hours and change later, I completed both the story and my best single-session word count ever, 2199 words. (No, I’m not going to hunt for a word to insert for the nice number.) It feel’s good to pound out the words that way, especially when I run out of story before I run out of vigor. The first 500 words felt as painful as yesterday’s slog-a-thon. Once I got past there, the story just few out of my fingers. Ba-boom, the story’s done. I’ll give it the once-over tomorrow to clean it up, then I’ll send it into the world on Monday.

Interestingly enough, the plot I started with never made it into the story, so I still have that one to write eventually. This one changed from a horror story about the dangers of experimenting where we arguably have no business, into an emotional character story about betrayal. Sometimes writing is funny that way.

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