They say that work productivity declines by as much as 50% on Fridays(I really don't know who they are, but I have seen the studies). Today was not one of those days. The house got cleaned fairly well and I managed about 3,000 words in a story. It felt good. Really good. I don't want to stop good, but I had to because I was starting to reach with the material I had thought up the night before so I gave my brain a breather. It isn't used to so much activity in one day. I hope I can keep it up on Monday. We shall see.
Have a great weekend.
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