Things related to that reality thing people are always going on about.
31,180! Whoohoo! And Donte and Selene are out of danger–sort of, and safely back home–sort of. Now I get into the really tough stuff. Eek. My second karate lesson was even more fun than the first. I can’t believe I didn’t do this sooner. But now I’m exhausted. Good night, blog world.
All right, I know it’s not. But hey, I was tired last night! I wrote about 800 words, about par for the course on a busy day. But what a struggle! The words just didn’t want to come! So. The total, before I open it up today, is 29,113. The part on the slaver ship
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27,299–not bad at all, considering we didn’t even get home until nearly 8. Hope had her pre-test today, she has three lessons to work on what she missed, before testing for her gold belt next Wednesday. I’m so proud! I also worked out more of what’s going to happen, when the current crisis is over,
The total for 12/6 is 26,543. According to my counter, 2,169 of those are “big words.” Seriously, that’s what it says. The question is, is that good or bad? I will attempt to post again tonight, with this evening’s total. Though I think the next few hours will be more re-writing than forward progress, as
Since yesterday morning, Donte’s story is 2000 words closer to completion. Okay, 1957 words closer, for those of you with something stuck somewhere private. 24,554 glorious words total, taking poor Donte to the depths of hell. I plan to bring him back–but that part isn’t written yet. Guess I should go write it. 😀 In
Just in case anyone was wondering. It hasn’t been a particularly bad day or anything, just long, and I want to go home. I want to go home and write. Well, first I want to put my slippers on, and drink something warm. Then I want to maybe (Maybe!) hang ONE string of Christmas lights–just
So far the experiment is a failure. I’m hanging in there, though. It seemed like a good idea. Hope has always been told that my office is “the quiet room,” so as long as it’s been an office, I’ve been training her to behave in here. (Training, I said. I didn’t say I’d succeeded.) So.
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