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THE DAY Yup, that kind of day when I spent a lot of time taking out and less putting in, though I guess I put in about 1500, 2000 words? Something like that; it was tough to tell. Day started…
THE DAY First things first: again woke at 4; couldn’t sleep; started thinking about the book. Finally dozed off again and was comatose until about 7 or so when the husband got up. Thankfully, no migraine today. So that was…
THE DAY Oh, my, where to start? Well, first off, I must be getting better because I woke up at 2 a.m. and my mind was already going on about the book. The problem, of course, is that I am…
THE DAY Feeling as if my brain is slowly coming back. Woke this morning for the first time in several days with a headache that only ate at the margins. One thing about migraines, though: You always know they’re ready…
THE DAY I know that many folks don’t like rainy days, but I don’t mind them at all. First off, water is good (well, within limits; if you’re in a flood plain…maybe not so much). Second, my desk is positioned…
THE DAY When you’re sick, you’re sick. In my case, I’ve been battling migraines the last few days. I know the reason why and it means some monkeying around with meds, but it also means not sleeping, waking up from…
THE DAY So, in brief and because it’s late, the day wasn’t that productive, primarily because I haven’t completely thought through where the narrative should go from here. That is, I know…but I can’t see it in my head. and…
THE DAY So the day began as it normally does: up; coffee; start to work; eventually deal with the cats and the husband, though not necessarily in that order. Wrote some more. I think I did a fair amount, got…
THE DAY Title says it all. Until I finish with all this weaving and knitting and tucking and slicing/dicing, it’ll be hard to pinpoint an exact word count. So I’ll be guesstimating for awhile. Suffice to say that it was…
THE DAY This is very tough to do when you’re killing as many words as you’re creating. So I’m just slogging along, weaving together the two parts. In a way, it feels as if I’m writing from scratch, and I…