Taking stock of “Twisted Intent,” I spread all its sundries out before
me yesterday.
Luckily, its mishmash of scenes once cataloged properly produced a
better result than I had feared. There is a novel there. My relief was
ludicrously grand.
While tons of work still remains, as of the 23rd of January
at least, the forest had not been lost to its trees.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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