I was a writing machine yesterday!
I haven’t matched that much quantity with quality for ages. (Ok, it was
March 24, but in an author’s world eons could pass in that little patch of
time.)
Today, I’m paying for it. Right shoulder, left hip, and middle back are
all screaming for a masseuse (FYI: there are no masseuses in this girl’s
world.)
So, scream on, my young body parts! There’s more writing to be done.
Foolish bottom line: Ride the streak until one of you break. You never
know when another one is coming your way.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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