WIP: Kick The Tires

After a long rough patch, a day with only the acceptable minimum feels like flying.


Started the day with my miracle morning routine, including a long walk by the canal. Got to work and stayed with it. Went to get my daughter, then spent the next five hours on homework, dinner, and bath (I know, that’s insane). Got back to work later.

Vampires Versus Comicon

 [Cover of Vampires Versus Comicon: A Novel by T.F. Torrey] Some humorous (I hope) bits today, rebounding from one bit of action on the way to another. It felt like too much talking, but it always feels like something is wrong, and maybe it is.

I hit 2,000 new words of fiction today. That’s not quite pulp speed, and it’s still only a fraction of my goal, but it still felt like flying.

And tomorrow will be even better.