Day Eleven

Word Count: 21,723

I’ve committed a crime today. I really didn’t want to but they made me do it. Sometimes you just have to murder your darlings.

Jack London said: you can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club. So after a staring competition with a blank page I put my metaphorical club over my shoulder and set off to find some stimulation. I can now report that fiddling around with twenty-five different fonts, however satisfying in the short term, is no way to keep up the word count.

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