I have just under twelve hours all to myself today. So what am I going to do with it? Spend time outside?
Stuff that.
Please. I’m that close to finishing my story that I’m planting my arse in this here chair and writing. Nothing less than a meteorite hitting my laptop will stop me from smashing out the words today. I’ve even got the fuel to keep me going.
Much healthy. So heart attack.
Wish me luck!
Word count: ZERO
Kate Turville 