Moon Meat

98,140 words, that's how far along we are in the Deepest of all Waters. Star Wars: The Old Republic has not prevented me from meeting the daily writing goal. I've hit over 1000 words a day every day. I am currently at chapter nineteen. Let's see. We've had river adventures, creaky frameworks, bloated gray crows and the creepiest old man in the world. Fun times. Even another brief appearance of skinless dogs. Next, we'll see the creepiest old man in the world fulfill his creepiest of all destinies. That's for chapter twenty. Live the dream!