A Crooked Man’s Crawl

Healthy Young Runner at Sunrise - Challenge YourselfI flop no more.

While I’m hardly at a full gallop or even a brisk canter in the actual penning of my first Cozy Mystery, I am no longer laying face-planted on the family room rug, four-legged, furry muse kissing my downtrodden, wholly useless face.

Nope. I am now 100 good words in, and that means I’m 100 words done.

Life is neither a marathon nor a sprint, it is a crooked man’s crawl.

Until tomorrow…


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