On the east coast, this would technically be two days late. However, blogger seems to have their posting times set up through the Pacific time zone, which is fine by me, because it means I wrote 10000 words in one day.
Boo. Ya. Put 'em together. What's that spell? Greatness, people. Greatness. I owe Mr. Pell 50 scrint. You don't know what that means unless you're from the Sparkle Sparkle. I'm writing this from my bed. It's time for sleep.
Daily Goal: 2000
Sunday's Word Count: 2012
Surplus/Deficit: YOU DO THE MATH
J.W.B.: 2010
Here goes (hwarf):
"He admired the majesty of the mountains rising in front and all around him, but he did not envy the residents of such parts nearly as much as he once had, when he desperately thought he must have mountains in his life. Scanning through the radio stations, he did not come across a single preacher, yelling to him about the damnation of his soul. More head shaking came as he thought, ‘God, I miss the South even when people are talking about the future burning of my inner ethers, even when I have some of the most gorgeous landscapes screaming for admiration all around me. Lord have mercy.’
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