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Slat and Prepper

If the wood slides together in the right way, the shadows on the lawn look like a face. And if I hold my head at the correct angle, the path towards a half-hundred-k words is barely visible through the thicket of thoughts.

Here’s the plan

Backstory and character locked away with scene outlines — their words count.

Intro, endro, chapters in a line — tie up fifty thousand with some bailer twine.

And slop it onto the site for curious snouts to sniff.