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November 22, 2006
What Is There to Do Around Here?
Well, sit and stare at the walls, it turns out. And write. Yesterday I managed 5900 words on my novel before I got so sick of the story I was done for the day. It was either stop on purpose or stop by accident when I threw the computer at the wall, so I chose the less expensive option.
I am forcing myself to not have any other activities right now. Just to get the damn book done. So far, I've only done 1550 words today, but I'm using this time as a free write to get me revved up and started again. Just in time to break for lunch.
Dave's home and more or less not working, so we've had a chance to spend some time together. That's been the best part so far. Staring at the walls and seeing him out of the corner of my eye because he's here. With me.
That's what I call a vacation.
Posted by sally at November 22, 2006 01:52 PM
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