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I’m sorry. Not sorry. It’s 6:45 and I’ve been awake for hours, I’m happy, aware, awake, alive and I can say most of it...
It’s a Greek dessert and an ancient Indian book. From an old colleague: “Among your other qualities, you’re indefatigable. Congratulations on this.”
I didn’t hit the 50,000-word goal of NaNoWriMo this month. But I won anyway. Here’s how.
