That week I was going to take off after NaNo slowly grew, and now it is 3 weeks later and I’m finally opening up my WIP. Not the NaNo WIP—that has died a deserved death (by drowning).
I’m back to the WIP that I was cleverly calling Chrysanthemum, which I can hardly spell. I’ll just take it back to its actual name—or rather, its actual acronym, BY.
I am going to finish this fucking novel if it kills me.
Okay. We’re at 6k. Here we go.
POST EDITED for ROGUE APOSTROPHE AAAHHHHHHH *kills self*