. . .or maybe only Monday.
Well, I had great plans for today, chiefest among them wringing a complete first draft out of my underachieving brain and onto the page. This did not happen. Honest to ghu, how long can it take to write a single story?
I did shovel snow — the snow was wet, the day was warm — and took care of bidness correspondence, some of which begat more correspondence to be done, um, later. I paid medical bills in-hand, and there’s still money in the checkbook. I did the laundry. I fell on Mozart, which may have been his plan, but wasn’t mine. Just generally speaking, I’m at a point in my life where the less I fall down, the better I like it. Reprising the role I play in Real Life, I have been an Evil Liberal on teh intertubes. I did not do the dishes, because I didn’t want to. I received the wisdom of the LJ Flist on iTunes, for which I thank everyone who shared very much.
. . .and that’s all the news &c. Time for lunch and the girding of one’s loins for the morrow.
Progress on “Intelligent Design”
5,373 out of 10,000 words OR 53.73% complete
I absolutely loved the laiden universe books. I hope you are planing to write more. I have all the books.
Ken Stewart