What the fuck woz I finking?
There may be a few lines left once I'm dunned.
And several filed paragraphs for a different book. Or three... Seven...
I could have continued with this stooopid blog the whole time. There was plenty of crap to go round.
Maybe it was for the best.
Maybe 'writing a book' is an interesting (time-consuming) hobby. Publishing it - not the main goal after all.
But hopefully I will do the Big P. I need to tick the box to validate the time spent. The time other people spent asking me if I'd finished it yet.
I do have a point. Sadly I hid it in a haystack of repetitive analogies. Now all I gotta do is find the little prick.
Shit.
Dunnit again diddun I?
Sigh. Chapter One...
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