4,756 words on the book…
You go back, delete four
And then write five more
4,757 words on the book!
That’s what I got done yesterday. Finished Chapter 8, started and finished Chapter 9. And so far today, I’ve gone back and added about another 350 words to Chapter 9 to fix a hole in the story I realized was there in the shower this morning. The hole was in the story, not in the shower. Though the shower door doesn’t really shut properly, and now there’s a nice wee puddle on the bathroom floor. Tee hee.
In other news: Fisher and Rhys report that they are keeping their nice new bedroom clean. I need to seek confirmation on this matter from Papa.
Also, I had beanie-weenies for lunch yesterday. Beanie-weenies. Isn’t that fun to say? Maybe I’ll add a minor character to the book named Beanie-Weenie. For purposes of comic relief. Maybe he’ll be a clown who seems really happy and funny on the outside, but on the outside he’s really sad. Or maybe he could be really sad and morose and depressing on the outside, but really happy and funny on the inside.
Shoot, I was going to produce this lovely little essay on the nature of writing, the inner patterns it helps one to discover, the discipline involved… but this post doesn’t seem to be going at all that direction. Oh freakin’ well.