The progression of progress progresses

Better sleep last night. Woke up at one point, heard the rain, and drifted back off to sleep. That was nice.

Pushed forward on a few different fronts today — the freelance work, some SFWA stuff, chatting with the kids, and writing. So overall, a very good day.

Words written today: 845
Words written this month: 11,866
Words written 2017: 92,666
Average words/day 2017: 835
Books completed 2017: 1
Pages read today: 1 chapter read to daughter (but daughter fell asleep in the middle)
Books read 2017: 7

Now to sleep (and not have to get up at 6!). Tomorrow, more of everything.

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Metaphors can be stretched too far

Dogwood colors are deepening, and they’ve opened more

In the book I’m indexing, I have been rather amused at some of the things that were said in sermons hundreds of years ago. Can’t imagine hearing those sorts of words from the pulpit today.

In other news, flowers are blooming, words are coming, and sleep really is a miraculous cure.( Read the rest of this entry » )

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