Of Gestational Escape and Ghosts

13,345 Days Alive

1,602 Words Written in Chapter Four of Crows at the Crossroads

26 Years Since One of my Baby Brothers Was Born

First off, one must wish a joyous gestational escape anniversary to my dear little brother, Phoenix! πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰

He turns twenty six today. More than a quarter of a century old, little dude!

In other happy news: I started writing again! For the first time properly since NaNoWriMo 2021 in November.

It was mostly self-indulgence in the form of working on Chapter Four of my Harry Potter fanfic Crows at the Crossroads. But words on a page are nothing to sneer at. Especially when it’s over 1,500 words!

I’m just now writing the Hut on the Rock part followed by the bit where Harry goes shopping in Diagon Alley. I am taking great creative licenses with Canon, as one is wont to do.

My brain is tuckered out after thinking all day at work and then being more worked out after work β€œtrying to make the words go” effectively to page.

Im headed to bed.

Take your meds, folks.

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