D.A. Day 11: Legions of Crickets

The droning of misplaced ideas can cause quite the distracting clatter. In such times as this evening, I've displaced them with very dark, atmospheric music and refused to stop typing though the doubt lingers. I've yet to look back at my previous days' writing, and plan on continuing that through the entire month. I was talking to my good friend, Jim McCafferty about that very thing this afternoon. We decided that coherence trumps cohesiveness, and that the fragments of a story can always be mended together.

1,429 words written today; 16,538 total this month.