It has been exactly six months since I have had time to work on my story about Roxy, the uptight and controlling broad who’s having the day from hell. The week from hell really. It’s all going pretty shit for her. I wouldn’t want to have to live through what I’m forcing her to go through.
She’s sitting at 26,007 words and is currently on a bender with her rough and tumble sister at their father’s upper crust society party after learning he’s getting married to someone she went to school with.
The next few thousand words I think are actually going to be very fun to write.
I will be setting aside some time for her this week. Here’s hoping I can push it up to 30,000 by the weekend. Wish me luck! 🙂