Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Novel Horrors Month Two Day Twenty-Three

The human is still in pain, but she got out the ice, and amused herself setting on it so that she could get her typing done. I don't know what I'm going to do, I really don't. The words seem to be flying, and to make matters worse, she's thought up and idea for a few chapters of one of the bear stories too. The neighbors are doomed. If the bunnies don't destroy their house with gardening plans, then Betsy Bear will rob them blind because of book encouragement.

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