I passed 40,000 words! YES! With tonight’s push to 40,104, I also connected two major plot points. That means I’ll get to skip ahead after this. My official nemesis from Detroit, Baxter, has also reached 40K. He and I are neck and neck. Although he’s still ahead, I’ve been steadily closing the gap and am as of this moment merely 116 words behind. I’m afraid he’s becoming more of a friemesis, since we have exchanged a couple of emails that contained a lot more encouragement than smack talking. Ah well. As the great Kurt Vonnegut would say: so it goes.
Uncanny Vale
Home to the Literary Creations
of Erin Wilcox
Her hands were delicate, long like a piano player’s, calloused from hours spent knitting and tending the animals, warm and coarse. When they touched me I knew I had a home.