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Week 8 Progress

Looking back: I am happy with the stories I have produced this semester. I am also very happy with the readings, they're so interesting! I also love that I've been challenged to find creative ways to get what I want out of a story while staying under the 1,000-word limit. My weekly routine is always so varied. It's been getting more and more hectic.

Looking forward: I want to get back into my routine. I have fallen off the rails a little bit and want to start doing things sooner rather than later.

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And by red dot, Carl means the end of the semester. We got this, Carl. 
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