Thanksgiving
2003
November 2003
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Complications
with three different attempts at travel left me alone, in an
absolutely deserted city. Other than one
grocery store, the city was truly deserted. What's one to
do when faced with solitude for nine days?
Make chicken pot pie for
thanksgiving dinner,
buy the dog a bone, and write a
novel.
I was
able to write over 200 pages in those nine days. A major
push towards completing my novels first draft on December
11. Then the real work begins, editing...
peace, -s
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