And so it starts. After eleven months of waiting, anticipating and panicking, we are here. Day 1. Stories to be told, loves to be won, hatred earned, blood to be shed, war and mayhem, life and people, the staccato impact of fingers on keys, the relentless march towards 30 days hence and fifty thousand words done.
A midnight start, 536 words, one percent of the whole, this morning, 2 percent in total written. A long way to go.
Let's do this thing.