Really bad writing


Day 2: 1,943 words.

This is what happens when you have to write 2,000 words a day, and damn the torpedoes:

Regan carries in her head a mental dossier on just about everyone she has ever met. Having a quick and accurate memory is one of the indispensable tools of the espionage business, and hers is unusually good. Some would call it photographic, but it doesn’t really work that way; instead, when she recalls something from her brain’s deep storage, it jumps into her head as if sung by Joan Sutherland. Sometimes, she will remember a name or a place, but the consonants will have become unaspirated. This is Joan’s fault, not Regan’s.

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Question of the day: is there actually interest in reading the work-in-progress? Is anyone actually that masochistic?

  • freesia

    I would love to read it. If I can pull myself away from my own, of course. ;)

  • mojito

    Yes, yes, please. Already I am rolling in the aisles.

  • Eggy

    I'm definitely interested but I'm sick (again!) and putting the writing thing on hold briefly. I'll IM you when I'm back in action....

  • Jim

    Ow! Ow! Ow! Joan Sutherland? Hahaha.

  • c

    Count me in as a masochist!

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