It’s been a glorious Memorial Day here in New England.
So why did I spend half the day inside, staring at a computer screen?
For a stinkin’ 500 words of fiction, that’s why.
Of course, they were reasonably good words of fiction. So I guess everything is all right.
Richard Bowker 
Half a day for 500 “reasonably good words” of fiction (no matter how they smell) is a pretty good trade-off, I’d say.
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