Today's word count: 7,024.
And lo and behold, I pop out of my hole to find this newsy tidbit about Elvis's hair. I love me some Elvis as much as the next too-young-generation-girl-who-should-have-been-front-and-center-at-the-Classic-Comeback-'68, but purchasing his hair is just wicked creepy.
7k words in a day!?!
I want to have what you had for breakfast. Super writer cereal, I'm guessing.
Go, L.A.!
Yay on the word count! And yes, that's seriously creepy. Buying ANYONE'S hair is just plain weird.
Rock that keyboard, L.A. Woot!!!
likely some dink will try to create something from his dna, lam 🙁
keep them fingers pounding the keys!
Congrats on the word count.