Four days, almost 900 words per day. Huzzah. Today actually counted out at 1400, but 500 of the total went towards a short story idea that hit over eggs and coffee. I meant only to write the first few sentences. A page-and-a-half later, I stopped. Not sure what to make of the diversion, other than I like what there is of it thus far.
Whether this productivity burst stems from the self-imposed deadline or it’s a coincidence, I care not a whit. Just hope it continues.
The Wife leaves for Honduras on Saturday. Have faith, the struggle continues on in New Jersey.
That’s great about the productivity level. Also, Honduras? That’s cool. I hope the wife has a very nice time.
yeah, she’s a scuba diver. she and her dad are going. 5 dives a day. they are old school. i’m not a certified diver so there’s no point in me tagging along.
So no self contained underwater breathing apparati for you, Sam? Prolly not a good idea with the recent ear infection, anyway.
Honduras? I’d rather Hoboken. Is Hoboken nice this time of year?
Hobroken. Uh, sure it is, Gdawg.