Today is one of those mild, damp days that we sometimes get here in November. I remember a Thanksgiving like this when we lived in Worcester, the kids running around outside without jackets. The weather invites melancholy, or perhaps it's the much-interrupted night of sleep as 3yo battles some congestive virus or other.
So far, I am keeping the writing pace up. Yesterday was rough--I realized early in chapter 15 that I had made a wrong turn, and spent much of the day considering that. It didn't take too much fixing, however, and I hope the make progress again today. Over the halfway line now.
The Prometheus Tapestry
51,100/100,000
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