Well, I dashed off about 1,900 words on this fine Thanksgiving night, with a bloated gut-sack of turkey and stuffing and smashed taters and crescent rolls rolling over the edge of the desk before me. Deep Water stands at just about 59,000 words as of this moment. Since the story is all set in my mind, and the characters are well known to me, I find I don't have to spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about what is to come. It is all unfolding as beautifully as a fruit roll-up.
Live the dream!
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