The Good Patrons of 750 Words

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I don’t know how good or bad of a writer I am nor do I want to. Just as long as I write my thoughts, blathering on endlessly until my fingers cramp up or seize or I just can’t write anymore. When I get to that part, then I have a burst of thoughts and I’m writing another thousand words. Feels good. Sometimes I feel I’ll go way past 500 days someday, like I’ll keep on writing until Buster can’t do this site or he starts charging or there’s a major hack and everyone’s entries are exposed: something drastic happens. Let’s hope it doesn’t. Write on, writers, write on, Buster!