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65 pages of 350 written ( that is, doublespaced).

I think I've mown right over vast sections where action and description will go, so i'm going to worry about that when I get to the end of the story and i'm like, 100 pages short or something.

I find it impossible to write with R in the room. its another layer of interruption and distraction. (which is why I've been writing at the weeeee hours of the day).

Dog is unwell. Kind of worryingly so. She was bouncing along perky till last night when she horked, then this morning, hork, then this evening HORK. She's listless, no doubt for lack of eating but drinking ok. I think she got into something she shouldn't have, and if the fratboys are going to throw chicken bones and remnants of food on the street, i'm gonna start leaving her poo piles there too. Seriously.

Dramaboy wants to go cycling with me if I get a bike or Bixi but I'm going to refuse to ride with him if he acts like a douchebag cyclist, which he brags on doing. No. I'm not weaving in traffic and running reds. I will not ride with someone who does.

Got a referal for physio. severely sprained ankle, is the verdict.

Gonna go try to push the novel a bit more along, and did some ring order prep, mulling some ideas for a small batch of enameled and silver pendants.

Tomorrow's canada day, saturday is pride. Sunday....brunch.

Goal: finished full first draft for editing by sept 6th.

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65 pages of 350 written ( that is, doublespaced).

I think I've mown right over vast sections where action and description will go, so i'm going to worry about that when I get to the end of the story and i'm like, 100 pages short or something.

I find it impossible to write with R in the room. its another layer of interruption and distraction. (which is why I've been writing at the weeeee hours of the day).

Dog is unwell. Kind of worryingly so. She was bouncing along perky till last night when she horked, then this morning, hork, then this evening HORK. She's listless, no doubt for lack of eating but drinking ok. I think she got into something she shouldn't have, and if the fratboys are going to throw chicken bones and remnants of food on the street, i'm gonna start leaving her poo piles there too. Seriously.

Dramaboy wants to go cycling with me if I get a bike or Bixi but I'm going to refuse to ride with him if he acts like a douchebag cyclist, which he brags on doing. No. I'm not weaving in traffic and running reds. I will not ride with someone who does.

Got a referal for physio. severely sprained ankle, is the verdict.

Gonna go try to push the novel a bit more along, and did some ring order prep, mulling some ideas for a small batch of enameled and silver pendants.

Tomorrow's canada day, saturday is pride. Sunday....brunch.

Goal: finished full first draft for editing by sept 6th.