It’s amazing how much writing you can get done in a week when you spend 3 hours a day writing.
Chapter Seven: Responsibilities
By the time New Years rolled around, Curtis woke up expecting a brand new slew of disasters. Between the inevitable rough patch that follows any change in management and Jack’s refusal to do anything, nearly every section of the North Pole had already faced some catastrophic failure he had to deal with. Alone. Every time. So when Curtis arrived at the stuffed animal production line to find a hurricane of stuffing and fake fur crashing in through a broken windowpane, he wasn’t surprised Jack was nowhere to be found. And, like every other time before, the situation was too much of an emergency for him to walk away from it and drag Jack back by his ear.Read more “TSOCID – Chapter Seven”
Yet another list.
Hey everyone, I’m writing this the day before postingHaha, yeah, no I didn’t. I’m late. My bad. and my brain is not cooperating. So I’m just gonna list things that have happened and provide commentary as it occurs to me.Read more “Written 2/3/2020”
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