I thought this was a quick idea.
Something basic, in a month where so much has been complicated. Something light and fun. Just a little comedy about kissing booths and the mares who don't necessarily want to operate them. A group of connected scenes which wouldn't take that long to figure out. All I had to do was write it down...
Nearly.
Sixteen.
Thousand.
Words.
...if I have any strength left, tomorrow will see the month's second update on Duet.
It will not be an update of nearly 16k.
Because it has defined chapters.
Because only so much should happen in a single chapter.
And because despite all the things August has been, I don't want to die.
Dixie Daley
2019-08-31 00:48:49 +0000 UTC