Yep, another entry about word counts. Sue me.

Actually, the story is chugging along nicely, and I ended my writing session with a twist that came out of nowhere, and definitely WASN'T in my outline. Not sure where this is going to take me, but it could be quite fun. Sometimes you have to go where the story takes you, I guess...

The weather around here has really been up and down, nice one day and crappy and rainy the next. The weird thing is, I was talking with a guy I work with today about his trip to Savannah, and I told him he had really great weather for a trip there this weekend, then I realized later that the weather this weekend was sort of blah until yesterday. The point being, I was so out of it with writing that I didn't really even REMEMBER what it was like outside. Kind of scary.

Yeah, I know, I'm rambling. Just trying to make my day sound more interesting than it really was...! Later!

Now Playing:
"Memphis, TN," Pearl Jam

Now Reading:
Polyphony 2

Stories out to Publishers:
17

Today's Words:
1,300

Words for '03:
75,300

Today's Quote:
“Don’t look,” she said.

“What are you--” Mitch gave up trying to talk in the howling wind. He fought back a sudden fit of coughing from the smoke in the air being flung at him on the wind.

And then the wind died, and Mitch saw what Ella had been warning him not to see.

A pair of figures stood just inside the fence of the graveyard, ten feet apart. One of them was missing his head, and the other was quaking with silent laughter.

Mitch waited for the sound of cannons, but the explosions never came.