Yes, it would seem only 300 new words have been added to my novel. The truth is, I cut over a thousand words from it (finding a whole chapter that needed to be discarded), and so I only have a gain of 300 words.

It’s kind of depressing when you think about it. I slaughtered a whole paragraph. Killed the poor thing in cold blood.

It squealed ever so slightly when I did it. I think it was trying to strike a bargain with me.

“Let me live and I’ll make it worth your while…”

But I let no more exit it’s word-toothed mouth, as sweet sounding as those words were.

Tonight, I mourn.