NaNoWriMo Day 14 - Red House.
Fuck, fuck, fuckety fuck!
I should be at 23k words and I'm only at 15k. This does not bode well. Not well at all. Still, one has to try and be positive... it's almost dark, it's cold, I need coffee but can't be arsed to go downstairs and make it. Dear lord, send an angel, fastest.
I suppose I should resort to a picture of the cat:
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