I've kept to my 1,000 words a day minimum plan for nearly a month now. I'm pleased to say that not only is the story nearing its end, but stuff actually happens in it.
I'd been concerned for a while because my characters didn't want to do anything. A cold, hard look at it told me it was one character gumming up the works. I could move the story along if she got left behind.
Serves her right
Two from Dead Broke:
"It was lazy here, lazy in the good way that warms you and makes you feel good about everything. It was like a perpetual Sunday morning, but without having to go to chuch."
I need more Philip K. Dick.
I read Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? (Del Rey Books, 1968) and didn't want it to end. There's something compelling about his dystopia that hauls me in and holds me at laser tube point. I hated to leave, but I had to know how it ended.
The book was the inspiration for Blade Runner. Much as I loved the movie, the book is leaps and bounds better.
Two from DADOES:
" 'What were your instructions,' Eldon Rosen asked, 'if you wound up designating a human as android?'
'That's a departmental matter.' "
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