Of course, one week into this whole thing, I have an idea for an even better novel. Just a gimmick, really, but I really like it. It's kinda been done before, but not to the extent that I'm thinking. Honestly, I'd tell you all but I know you're all thieves and would just steal it. You jerks.

Not a bit of writing today. My head won't let me. Not sure what the problem is. Have I hit the wall? Can I really allow 1600 words to slip by? Woah, especially when I'm short a few from yesterday? Here comes the build-up.

The question is, why hasn't Kim learned not to hide behind dumpsters?