August 23, 2007:
Mitch Chevrolet/The Curse of the Werewolf
New Words: 2500
Total Words: 12,250
Pages: 49
Reason for stopping: Think I might be done for now.
Stimulants: Adrenaline. We had a fire alarm in my building that turned out to be an actual fire (v. small, no real damage, just enough to set all the detectors off). I evacuated the cats. Which was not fun.
Exercise: none yet, probably some yoga tonight.
Mean Things: I think Mitch is going to have to suffer his ex-partner tomorrow.
Typo du jour: n/a
Darling du jour:
Books in progress: Confess, Fletch, by Gregory MacDonald.
The glamour: In the aftermath of all this adrenaline, I think I need to eat something.
Mitch Chevrolet/The Curse of the Werewolf
New Words: 2500
Total Words: 12,250
Pages: 49
Reason for stopping: Think I might be done for now.
Stimulants: Adrenaline. We had a fire alarm in my building that turned out to be an actual fire (v. small, no real damage, just enough to set all the detectors off). I evacuated the cats. Which was not fun.
Exercise: none yet, probably some yoga tonight.
Mean Things: I think Mitch is going to have to suffer his ex-partner tomorrow.
Typo du jour: n/a
Darling du jour:
There were four pings and then a long pause before the elevator started cranking back to home base. Mitch deduced that ### lived on the fourth floor.
The minion told him there was no reply and slipped him a dollar. By which, Mitch deduced ### had tipped at least two.
Books in progress: Confess, Fletch, by Gregory MacDonald.
The glamour: In the aftermath of all this adrenaline, I think I need to eat something.