'kay, yuletide.

[raven]

yuletide deadline: in six days, exactly. It is Monday, 15th December, 2.16am, and I am at 2241 words, with countless others to follow. Talk to me, flist. How are you doing? Does anyone else have absolutely no idea what happens in their story? Are you throwing section breaks around like confetti? Feeling a sudden urge for gin? Have at it in the comments, do.

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[emily-shore.livejournal.com]

I have words, and a sort of story arc imposed by historical fact, but it has yet to snap together. I may be lacking in characterization. I may, in fact, need to re-read the source text. Soon.