I’m trying to be good today. I did my writing to music instead of binge-watching Netflix.
Even made it out for a grocery run (and nearly sweated to death. Stupid Alberta.)
Today is going to be a good day, I’ve decided.
Anyway, plunging into the climax now. Cillian’s been snatched, and Leila is charging off to find him.
However, there’s no way I’m going to be able to stretch this out for another 38 days. I need to find a different project to work on until NaNo. Maybe Cassandra and Damien? Decisions for later.
