Wakefield

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  “In some old magazine or newspaper I recollect a story, told as truth, of a man—let us call him Wakefield—who absented himself for a long time from his wife. The fact, thus abstractedly stated, is not very uncommon, nor, without a proper distinction of circumstances, to be condemned either as naughty or nonsensical. Howbeit, this, though far from the most aggravated, is perhaps the strangest instance on record of marital delinquency, and, moreover, as remarkable a freak as may be found in the whole list of human oddities. The wedded couple lived in London. The man, under pretense of going a journey, took lodgings in the next street to his own house, and there, unheard of by his wife or friends and without the shadow of a reason for such self-banishment, dwelt upward of twenty years. During that period he beheld his home every day, and frequently the forlorn Mrs. Wakefield. And after so great a gap in his matrimonial felicity—when his death was reckoned certain, his estate settled...

NaNoWriMo Report 4

I could not go on.  I nearly finished chapter 4 and hated it, despised it.  So I wrote another chapter that became a much better chapter 4.  Does that count as editing?  Oh well.  Hoped to get a good start on Chapter 5 over the weekend, but realized I have some other things to look into first.  That's what happens when you plot.

Cumulative Word Count 19,033
Total Words Remaining 30,967 (goal is 50,000)
At This Rate I Will Finish On Nov 19, but its not gonna happen . . .

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