Sunday, December 19, 2004
About to Storm
There’s a big storm coming, and both the cats and I are jumpy. Once it actually starts, we’re all fine, but the build-up . . .
Wrote just over 1200 words of the first draft of “Touch” last night – a very bizarre story, with one character in Poughkeepsie and one in South Dakota and . . .well, you’ll just have to read it when it’s done! I figure this is the first third, not the first half, so the piece will run longer than expected, but maybe I can cut it. No maybe about it – I’ll be cutting quite a bit.
So far this morning, I did three loads of laundry and ran the errands to get the last few bits I needed before I wrap. I was surprised at how few people were out – I just zipped around from place to place with no problem.
Must wrap, then write, then do a long entry with links that may be of interest, and also, word on a new non-fiction project.
But for now, I need to get back to work.