Day 12 & 13. Adola is welcomed home. I wrote this pen dry, which is fine because I have to figure out what comes next.
Day 12 & 13. Adola is welcomed home. I wrote this pen dry, which is fine because I have to figure out what comes next.
Day 6. Sometimes, as a pantser, things fall into place in a way that blindsides me. Which explains why I screamed "holy [redacted]" about 3 paragraphs ago.
Day 28. They have found the door and I really REALLY need to decide what's inside. It won't be tiny sheep. (That's a different story.)