Last evening I finished the chapter, and even typed up the longhand version. It's in draft stage, rather rough. In revision it should max out at about 4000 words.
Goal accomplished.
My reward: reading somebody else's novel.
I enjoyed it. A fun escape--and that's entire plot in a nutshell.
Since I seem to be on a wriring roll, this morning I outlined two upcoming chapters, and will start on one of them this afternoon.
Our walk this morning was glorious, it's a magnificent day--clear sky, cool air. Traditionally the day of departure is the best of the lot. In order to break the tradition, I'm staying on till tomorrow morning. I checked the amount of remaining dog food--enough for their dinner, and a bit more. (I may need to supplement the breakfast bowls with a small portion of cheerios.)
Yesterday, during the daily storm, three people were struck by lightning at the farm where I pick raspberries. Everyone's okay--even the pregnant lady--but what a terrible trauna.
I haven't been up to the Ridge to pick, but now I'm tempted--so long as there's no storm in the forecast. (Which lately, is never.) On lastnight's tv news--they interviewed the proprietor about the incident--the berries looked beautiful.
So much wordsmithing has depleted me. Fortunately, I needn't attempt to be entertaining today, thanks to this guy. Enjoy.
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