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Happy New Year!

 My writing goals for this new year are as follows;


1) Update this blog every week.

2) Get the second chapter of P; TBB typed out, and hopefully be able to start on the 3rd chapter.

3) Flesh out the outline for P; TGP and solidify the plotline to lend itself to P; HWS.

4) Finish the outline and character outlines for TCOBC.

5) Read some books I've been putting off.


What's everyone else's goals for this new year?

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