As the month closes in five minutes I just wanted to reflect on my accomplishment. I’m proud of myself because I reached 62,738 words written this month. Not so bad. My goal for March is 65k+.


Death Will KNOCK on your door. It’ll greet you like an old friend but sometimes it’s your Enemy. Death doesn’t know any better. Death sneaks up. Death doesn’t discriminate. It’s cold and it’s alone, Broken, destroyed, and fed well. The Lonely clammy discontent. Drowning drowning drowning.

February so far

Last week I managed to write a total of 10,012 words. They were in different projects but I’m happy to have accomplished so much. It’s the highest word count I’ve been able to reach in an extremely long time. It’s heeling me regain my confidence.