And just under 100K – a minor miracle. I did think this story would come in shorter than average.
Helps the hero is tongue tied.
But I’m already at the stage where I reckon I’ve written a book the only person in the world who will be interested in reading is – um – me.
But we’ll soon enough have an independent verdict on that.
The BTA will swing into action this week signaling nail biting on my end about a whole host of things which shall remain nameless until such moment as someone smarter than me discovers them. Then of course I’ll admit I knew about those problems all the time but was just keeping them on their toes (liar, liar, liar!).
So as a reward I cleaned the house – as you do. The big reward is binge watching the final season of Breaking Bad. Anyway, I’m vacuuming away and ah, there’s the final scene for the next book, all laid out for me. It’s got singing in it and divey bar and hmmm – it’s good.
Now I just need the other 95K to go with it. I think the story might be called Helpless.
I should vacuum more often.