Ah, once upon at time I was the driver for raids on the shopping malls in Salt Lake City. This usually involved a large SUV and a load of family members with lists to fill. It was a lot like a Viking raid, and there were some battles in a couple of stores.
We would typically drive all the way from Nevada to Utah, shop until they dropped, then drive all the way home. It amounted to about nine hours on the road.
I got lunch out of the deal, and stayed off the naughty list.
These days, Old What’s Her Face and I stay home. Amazon has mostly replaced the need to go to a real store, but I admit to the rare thought of changing times.
Today I started with some pumpkin pie that I couldn’t fit in yesterday. It has to be good for me, it’s a vegetable.
I dedicated as much time as possible to my manuscript. One story is starting to wrap up neatly. I’m at about 55,000 words right now and would like to hit eighty. This one went through a fairly normal process for me. I know how it begins, and wanted to hit specific points. I know how I want it to end. The middle is always the hard part.
This story might come up a little bit short, but I hope not. I won’t pad it just to hit some arbitrary number that I’m hung up on. There are about a half dozen things I still want to happen and feel pretty good about the target.
As far as the day went, it feels like the neighborhood of 2000 words. I’m not going to check, but that’s the vibe I’m getting.
Tomorrow is also available as a writing day. I hope to hit it hard and get closer to the finish line.
I hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I think there are some leftovers on my horizon and possibly something on one of the streaming services. I’m loving Monarch: Legacy of Monsters, but have to wait for the next episode.