coming up on the end

I’m getting close to the end of the first draft of The Mungk today. I figure I have about a week maybe before a workable version can become the baseline, blasted out of my literary womb like so much flotsam.

And if that appeals to you, well, then fuck. I don’t know what to tell you, weirdo. Birth is horrific and traumatic.

Of course, I wrote it so what does that say about me?

Target: 600 words
Written: 308 words, novella: The Mungk

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