I’m sort of writng daugment too and I just mae another character. a “spindly-legged desert mutt who called himself Squid”

traaaaash

first the girlchild, now a character named Ruce Loper I literally described as “the slender man” who in his three short pages has “deflated,” “folded in on himself,” and “uncoiled”. trash novel is trash and it’s carrying itself right along and I love it fiercely

850 more words to reach 50k! then probably 20k more to go…

one day you’re a perfectly respectable person. the next day you’re writing about talking dogs who say “you’re a real sweet cheese”

definitely hadn’t intended to introduce a small child into this book, but there you go