Sam and I had an epic writing day. Today was the last day of school, and after dropping the kids off, I came home, put on a pot of coffee, and wrote. And wrote. And wrote. I am now up to 44,024 words. I have so many loose ends to tie up, I am really not sure how I can manage to finish in another 6,000 words, not to mention the fact that I have no idea what the hell is going to happen. My novel is reaching the point where I am almost unable to handle its ridiculousness, whilst I simultaneously revel in its unsurpassed stupidity. Just 6,000 more words, it seems like a dream...
Now, in keeping with today's 'beachy' theme, here is a picture of Tim O'Sullivan on the beach, which is where he and Reggie first fell in love...
"With your flip flops, half shirt, short shorts, mini skirt, walking on the beach so pretty... you wasn't looking for a man when you saw me in the sand, but you fell for the boy from the city..."
Yeah Pictures!
ReplyDeleteShort shorts and a mini skirt? Sounds uncomfortable.
ReplyDeleteAs long as no one calls me after ten, I'm aight.
ReplyDeleteWay to go! You're planning to finish this weekend, right? I have faith that you can make it happen. Even if you have to sketch in some of the scenes to get them over with, you can get it done. Then, later in editing you can fix them up.
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