One of my goals for this two-week period is to get a scene-by-scene outline of what I’ve written and where the rest is headed, so I spent some time on that today. The rest of my four hours was spend doing sprints and watching snippets of Star Wars with my family when I was on break. Maybe not the most efficient way to go, but I actually get a lot out of seeing how those movies unfold (this was Episodes VI and VII). It helps me evict the demons from my head. So I got 1303 words in, and now, at last, sleep.
Uncanny Vale
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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.