I managed forty-five minutes on the story, aka "heavy imagination." I'm calling it that only because I don't have title for it yet. Yeah, that's part of the double-dog dare, too--come up with a title.

Anyway, I probably got a hundred new words plus some revising earlier in the story. The story is cold, which in writer language means I've been away from the story for a few days and I'm having trouble finding my groove.

There is tomorrow and the snowball rolls down the hill a little further, gathering mass, growing bigger.

I hope for a better session tomorrow!