Writers strike at the forge to sharpen their pens

Each day of my challenge has been that to me. One day I have no problem with putting down extra words, next I think it will kill me to find a single new word. What sanity shall I derive from this exercise in futility. Today is one of those days.

I’ll have about twenty thousand words written by tomorrow, I know that. Today is still a day of pride in the game I get to play against the world of words.


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