Sleeping in the guest room tonight because I may have been exposed to COVID. Just being safe! My gut tells me I’m going to be fine, but better safe than sorry, you know? I got the Coops with me. Another half-day on the writing front. I mean, it’s still 30 pages so far...

Liz is home. The better half is home. I had another ten-page-day which was good enough for me, man. I should be able, now, to end the week strong. 60 pages isn’t 80, but it’s enough. I’m almost into Act 3. I should be tomorrow, in fact. Or, at the very least, by the...

Hmm. I’ve hit a little skid here. I had a half day in me today, and then I sputtered out. I’ve lost a bit of my edge. But, I know exactly how to get it back: a really, really good night’s sleep. I’m almost in the home stretch on this novel. Resistance wants to delay...

It’s time for sleep… I had a…rollercoaster of a weekend. I was pretty zonked, it turned out. More than I thought I was. I took another two hour nap today. Struggled both yesterday and today with getting the reading done I needed to, and I didn’t get it done, nor did I...

Joy likes to dig on the bed. Inevitably, this backs her right up into Cooper. EVERY. TIME. He’s getting really good at just ignoring, her, however. Being very patient. She also like burying her head into the pillows or blankets, which she also just did. She cracks me...

Keeping this one real short tonight. Got through my 80 pages. Looking forward to a weekend off, and got it started reeaalll nice with a night of podcasting with Josh. We watched a very early “talkie” with a complete cast of fast-talking, horribly recorded Irish folk....

I’m starting to feel what it’s like to write 80 pages in four days. And I mean feel that in a way that’s…calm, conscious, and not overwhelming. Like it’s an exercise I know I can do; it’s not easy, but I understand the effort involved, and I can pace myself...

A very, very long day today. Whew. Work was hectic, and it totally prevented me from getting any writing done in the morning. Now, usually, that means absolute disaster, but you guys: I rallied! I didn’t take no for an answer, and I still cranked out 16 pages. Means...

Man. I came up two pages shy of 20 for the day. Blerg. I wonder if I can make that up tomorrow. Probably not, but that’s okay. Two pages is NOTHING, which is why its a litttllllee annoying that I can’t just push through and get them done tonight, but y’all: I am...

We survived the hurriquake. Was definitely not a hurricane by the time Hillary hit LA, but it did actually dump quite a bit of rain on us. Almost five inches in my neighborhood, apparently. That’s a lot for a single day down here. I will say this, though: it was...