Personal blog of a wayward inveterate scribbler
What do you mean it's Saturday…?

Good afternoon Internet. Sleep is for… well. Other people, apparently. We sorta had a nap, so I guess it's now a new day? Before the nap still all counts as Friday as far as I'm concerned.
Yesterday's Metrics:
- 3555 words on the right project total
- 3297 of which are in what I refer to as bare-bones script, which typically blooms 3x-4x by the time they become "real prose" that anyone outside my own head will understand
- 3 cups of coffee
- 2 entire meals
- 1 piece of naan eaten just for the hell of it
- 1.21 miles walked
- 1 false alarm re: Other Job
- 4 Pinterest boards created
- 1 Tiramasu-in-a-jar which proved to be surprisingly wonderful
- 2 hours wallowing in front of a silly action movie that puts the animators' work centerstage
Heading back into the wordmines now that I've had a food and blocked out my next scene. I want this book done. So done. I was done with it a year ago I just couldn't find all the pages.
Yeah. Something like that.



Tschakka!