Been a while since I hoisted the lights for the two-storey Christmas Colossus.

Been a while since I hoisted the lights for the two-storey Christmas Colossus.
1500 words last night, 7300 total. A conversation between my two main characters revolving around what it would be like to be a tree being gnawed on by a beaver.
This process, 6 days in, is maddeningly non-linear and sort of like trying to put together a jigsaw puzzle using a pair of giant foam fingers.
The hilarity continues.