Home stretch territory. My spelling and grammar have become atrocious. I can't remember even the simplest words until I see Word correcting them for me. At this points, it appears only Maria, from writing group, and I are the only ones in running to finish this thing. Spent this morning shopping (two pairs of comfy Fernley shoes, plus some holiday presents for my friends) and this afternoon and evening writing, writing, writing. Word count: 45,935. The end is in sight (although Adam just pointed out to me that I originally wrote "site," which just proves my point about the spelling. When you are writing for speed, nothing counts but the number of words on the page).
Monday, November 26
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