Just the facts today, busy at work. Nothing like a holiday weekend to help people wreck their cars. ye gods, I live off the misfortune of others.
writing: 497 hard-fought words. Wasn't feeling it this morning and it showed as I fell short of my 500 word goal. Tomorrow morning I may take a break from writing and edit my novella instead, which is getting closer to deadline. I'll mean 3 days without writing (we have guests coming in this weekend and I anticipate staying up late and drinking heavily) but I think it'll be okay. Monday morning, nose back to the grindstone. I'm sure there's a reason people use that expression but man, it makes no sense. Just sounds painful. Kind of like this post -ZING!