Words to agent: 13,686

I’ve been writing, and making decent numbers of words each day, but they’ve all been revising other words. I seem to feel that I can’t go on until I’ve gotten some more set-up done.

I appear to be on the verge of the protagonist’s inevitable spiral into hell. I guess that the motivations for everyone’s behavior are fairly important to me.

This is in an Ambar-only filter, so comes as close to an email as I can manage.

Life has up-tempoed once again, and we are running over the pass to Corvallis, Salem, Aumsville, Lebanon, and back. I’m having some issues with Peak again, and all my addresses have fizzled off into the ether. Would you please drop me an address-bearing message? I shall call you Sunday night or Monday.

Hugs–

Words to agent: 12,509

Barb

Trust exercise & tit-grabbing

Discussion of swimming habits

Kissing @ the dance

Chicken Pox

Words to agent: 11,688

I do not, today, feel like an imposter. I was mildly high, chipper, and talkative on the way to work. I appear to be back in my “slot”, and moving well.

:relieved sigh:

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