The Writing Binge ends today.
With tomorrow being set aside for formatting, continuity-checking and
grammar games, Twisted Intent will be pushed over the finish line by midnight
tonight.
I am exhausted. Accomplished but bedraggled. I look like something
dragged in by a psychotic cat. Really, please, look away.
But my story shines.
I’ll gladly break a few mirrors for that.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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