Nanowrimo crashed and burned this year. What with an extension making my house unlivable, a chest infection, falling down the stairs and the exestential dread the election brought, writing has been near impossible.
Tomorrow is the last writing group of the year and we’re having a Christmas party. Living in the sticks with my inlaws and the other chaos, meant I haven’t attended in over a month. I’m making the effort to go. Particularly as the prompt is A tale for a dark and stormy night. Yesterday I sketched out a plot and wrote the first part.
Yesterday I Wrote 579 words
Today I wrote 129 words
