So it's Day Two of the Dzanc Books Write-a-Thon. I achieved my goal of writing for six hours yesterday though under duress. As Heather shopped at the Northlake Mall, I wrote in the Borders where I heard great snatches of conversation like:
Girlfriend(?): I'm not buying you another book. I got you one last year, and you didn't even read three pages of it.
Guy: But this one's about war!
Anyway, I should get started. Goal: 6 more hours today.
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