Wednesday, August 25, 2010
I’ve got headache hangover (not sure if it’s the Vicodin or the headache itself that has hung me over).
Mum had a rough night last night, so I spent time with her – and I am worried about her today.
The Chihuahua is at my feet – forever wanting up into my arms to sleep. So, I opened the blind for her – and she’s resting piglet-like in the sunshine on the carpet.
I am drinking the nastiest cup of coffee known to humankind. Yes, I made it. After 32 years of drinking coffee, you’d think I could make a good cup.
And I have a bad case of Supernatural withdrawal.
So writing is a little rough today. But I am doing it.
And I have a little help. She’s parked right behind my chair.
Later that day…
Success. I increased my manuscript by 2570 words today.
Initial writing = 6 days from now
Whole thing = 30 days from now
Procrastination = 9
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 5
Manuscript = 2