Oddly productive day...

I actually got a not-inconsiderable number of chores done today, even if I DID wake up a little late. Give me a break. It was Sunday.

I did some writing on this thing I'm working on...okay, it's a novel. Hell if I know if I'll finish it. I've started a zillion novels and never finished any of them, but I am really trying to give this one a shot. I'm currently at a little over 5,000 words, but that's just raw writing. Later I'll go back and rewrite a lot of it, cut out stuff, tighten things up. I want to get the basic story down on paper, then go back and polish it, or even change it significantly, if I feel like it needs it. But all in good time. I expect my 0 readers out there to hassle me about this and keep me on the ball! :)

That is, actually, one of the reasons I started this blog. I figured the daily routine of working on a blog would help me get in the groove of writing. We'll see.

Remind me tomorrow to tell you about my love life, such as it is. That and my miserable job are two of the things that occupy the greatest portion of my thoughts these days...