Dinner is going to be late.
I slept late today, having stayed up too late last night. I had an urge to start watching RahXephon again, so sue me.
Anyway, today in 1 November, meaning it’s time to rock the quill and papyrus. National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and all. I have a collection of short stories planned — whether they will add up to 50,000 words worth, who knows? The point is, I’ve said I would write every day this month and here it is the first day.
And I wrote.
If you remember my typical writing form, I like to use paper and pencil as the first draft, so I won’t be able to report on how many actual words I’ve done until much (much, much) later than the end of the month I suspect. However, I will pop in for accountability purposes.
Today’s accomplishment: one full short story for the collection.