Author: The Jody

Only 513 words tonight. I’m turning in early. I hit a new chapter, and decided I’d rather work on it during the day. It’s been a long one, and after working all day, coming home and making dinner (yes, I did and I have witnesses) and actually doing the dishes as soon as we were done, I’m done for the day.

AHHH! I don’t have access to the most recent version of the file! I hate that. I really do. Okay, I think I remember what was happening when I stopped writing today.

Hey, maybe this will be good. I’ll just start with the next plot point (plot? that’s a good one) and fill in those blanks after December 1st.

Couple of questions.

1. When did I buy that small jar of poultry-frying spice?

2. Why is the “N” wearing off my keyboard?

Not bad. 400 words at lunch, bringing me to 20649. Of course, now my butt is like permanently affixed to my chair. I need to wander around a bit.

I was so busy celebrating the fall of the Taliban in Kabul I forgot to do any blogging this morning. A thousand pardons.

It’s lunchtime here in the big city, er, small town, so I think I may try to pop off a couple hundred words. You know, just for buffer. My story is pretty boring. I think it’s boring. That’s why I’m not writing 5000 words a night. Well, that and I like to go to bed early.