I am so out of ideas but I have decided to write whatever relates even remotely to the story I have more or less begun. I figure in time I will sort it all out.
One thing I should put into my laptop backpack: a spoon. I order cappuccinos and I like to eat the foam. How to more civilized persons drink cappuccinos?
a gang of teenie-boppers is in here. I guess the preferred snack is no longer ice cream, but frappuccino or chai.
and so far a bit over 500 words for the day.
About 700 words now. It's really slow-going today. But I feel that if I keep writing through this I will get to a point where I actually have something to write about.
Home from Jill's. Paul was leaving just as I arrived, so I think it's safe to assume the night is mine alone. The novel and the night.
I ate dinner, played with Sims...I am trying to meet Brandi Broke's aspiration for ten children...
I still have about 1,000 words to go for today.
Oh yeah, and I have had some wine and cheese.
A few hundred words to go...I can do it I can do it...