Getting up this morning at 5 a.m. was a lot easier this morning since my body thought it was 6 a.m.
I was cruising pretty good on my novel. The writing is going well. Not great literature but words are flowing relatively easily. Not good words. But words.
I was hoping to end the morning at my goal of 8,335 words (supposed to do 1,667 each day), but as I got to word 8,005, my desk fell apart.
Literally.
The whole top part that holds my keyboard just fell off. So, I had to spend the last 20 minutes getting the right Allen wrench for the funky screws that hold the whole thing together. For once, I can honestly say I wasn't trying to find a way to procrastinate.
That means I need to write at least 330 words tonight to stay on track. Shouldn't be a problem ... D'oh, it's "Heroes" night!?!?! And now when I go to bed it's midnight but my body thinks it's 1 a.m.
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