It’s Thursday, December 31st. Sometimes known as New Year’s Eve. Sometimes known as the drunkest day of the year.
This year, I know it as the day I conquered death a seriously hard challenge. To be the very best, like no one ever was.
Except people have done this before. Of course they have.
I have written a minimum of 1,000 words a day of fiction. Every single day. 365 days in a row. No breaks. No cheating. No padding words intentionally to make the day.
It’s the last week of the year and it’s time for the last update!
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