I logged 756 of the 3,000 words needed to get back on track today. It was torture. Why is it that whenever one is on purpose all hell breaks loose. I write everyday. Now that it’s NaNoWriMo I seem utterly incapable of dribbling even a single paragraph across the page in a direct line. Do you suppose I could use the hour we get from daylight savings to put a dent in the word gap or perhaps this dry spell is but another in the endless series of lessons on true patience and compassion. 82 words closer. Sad, but true.


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