I despise military writing. Albeit if I give him a chance to bitch about his boots and the food and the uniform, perhaps Hollis will shut up about it to me... okay, not fucking likely, but still.
This weekend I'm going to try writing on the way home Friday evening, if I can get 2000 words in three hours and not have it be mindless drabble, then I'm going to screw school, well not really.
EDIT: Ten Thousand!
20% done already, and it's just day four! On the flip side, I'm not sure how long my current plot train will run for. I'm Estimating at least another ten thousand words, but I hope it goes on for longer!
If I keep this up for the rest of the month, you may hate me at your leisure. At the moment however, I'm seeing a potential roadblock down a-ways, and I'm not sure what will happen at that point, at which your hate will be somewhat odd and pointless.