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well, i got all the way up to 357 more words today than i had yesterday.
i kinda like this 357 though. surreal-like.
it's already obvious to me that there's no way i'm going to get to 50,000 words. no way.
but i like the idea of making a continuous project anyway over the month, even if it's too short to get me a prize.
and who knows...maybe either i won't have that much editing to do at the end or i'll figure out this whole plot, character, setting, time-frame thing and it'll speed up.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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