That's right. As of today, November 22nd, 2008, I have my story finished at 50,151 words. It's been saved, backed up twice and now I'm going to upload a copy to deviantART for those who care to actually read.
I'm sure I should do some sort of victory speech or something, but I'm all writ out, so I'm going to go play some violent video games before taking a crack at the pile of homework that has backed up in the last week as I went all out to finish.
Status: COMPLETE!








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Because together were
tasting like sweet things,
together were
tasting
Morbidlicksofdesire.
Droplets of sweet things,
droplets of mint teased tears,
Save me.
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People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy -- and I keep it in a jar on my desk. ~ Stephen King
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I'm so cold, brown, dry leaves swirl deep inside
Shinning warmth and everlasting love unto thee.
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People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy -- and I keep it in a jar on my desk. ~ Stephen King
--
I'm so cold, brown, dry leaves swirl deep inside
Shinning warmth and everlasting love unto thee.
--
People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy -- and I keep it in a jar on my desk. ~ Stephen King
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