Just another light day, but it was Tuesday night trivia, and the host was slow, so … not a lot of time, but I made the quota. It seems a little sad, but then again, if I hadn’t had the quota, I don’t think I would have written a word on the novel. So … that’s something, I guess.
My novel seems too big for me today and like the pieces are sliding every which way. Or who knows–maybe I’m just more aware of everything I’m screwing up than I used to be.
Anyway, mark it, dude. Bedtime for me.