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Bitching in the Basement
notes from a script and manuscript writer
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
American Idle
I AM OFFICIALLY DONE WITH THE ROUGH DRAFT OF MY ZOMBIE NOVEL!
Maybe I'll even take the rest of the evening off?!
Just the fact that I'm considering it shows how excited I am :)
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