302/366
discovered I have
eight unfinished novels, not
“just” five as I’d thought

303/366
being productive
is more satisfying than
procrastination

304/366
down the hall, knocking:
tap-tap, tap-tap. “open the
door, I can hear you.”

305/366
3-something a.m.
more knocking: thud-thump thud-thump
then: “it’s the police.”

306/366
it’s November 1st
on your mark, get set, go! time
to NaNoWriMo!

307/366
you can’t call someone
a “terrible person” for be-
ing disappointed

308/366
argh, fruit flies! …and then
I  recall the apricot
eye experiments…