His tone suggested that he could play, too. And do it better.*

Nanowrimo, Day 12: 695 words written, mainly because I was avoiding writing all day and now I'm too sleepy to push on. Hell, 2721 words tomorrow is totally doable, right? If I don't do anything else?

ETA: How to write an additional 750 words when you desperately need to sleep but are afraid of your word count eating you: write Steve/Chip angst. A lot of angst. The almost-really-dead kind. (seschat's going to hate me, aren't you, darling?) This leaves only slightly less than 2000 words for tomorrow, which is less scary.

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I'm gonna shoot the dog*

Nanowrimo, Day 13: There's some bits I wrote today that I have no idea whether they make sense but at least they've been written and the plot has moved along in the right direction. Even if I'm still not sure how Crowley's needled his way into the gang.

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22276 / 50000 words. 45% done!


* George Michael, "Shoot the Dog"