51,135 words! Not as many as I’m used to, but it’s the razza-frazzin’ holidays. Sorry. Language.
Writing Advice: Stop, Already!
Sometimes, the “muse” can be a little pushy. I’ve been dreaming about my story, thinking about my story during work, plotting out my story while eating, writing the outline of my story on the front of my Trapper Keeper™ with little red hearts surrounding it, scratching the names of my protagonists on my arm with my finger nails, and carving the name of my novel on the old oak tree down by Potterson’s pond, where the ol’ tire swing is.