Dear Diary,Forgive the filth, but I have discovered dirt is extremely common underground and sufficiently coats anything it comes in contact with - such as yours truly. Although my cell has a nice sink, and the guards have provided me with plenty of flowery soaps, no matter how hard I scrub it is impossible to remove the many layers of silt I find building upon my person.
It is quite icky. But I shall not be...
Excuse me a moment while I wash just once more.
There. Now, where was I?
I am excited to tell you that my escape tunnel is almost ready! I have successfully delved far enough down to begin progressing sideways, and will start doing so after this entry. Tomorrow, after a light lunch, I shall shift the Fortress of Solitude around the hole and put up a DO NOT DISTURB sign over the entrance.
Then tomorrow evening (after dinner, of course), I bust out of this joint.
Yours like a mole in a hole with a goal,
Inner Editor
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Nano, Day 16Yesterday I accomplished nothing more than purchasing an almost entire set of Nightside Series paperbacks for half price, and while this filled me with a sense of accomplishment I had no new words to speak of and decided to take the night off to hide my shame.
And I am ashamed to say that today was no different. While being several days ahead of word count relieves some of the stress of writing a novel in a month, it also gives one a false sense of security that they can take a few days leave of their story and come back where they left off. Alas, this is simply not true. As we speak that dwindling word count is sneaking up on me, like a ninja ready to strike...
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