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I overslept. I could probably blame it all on that - I didn't get to my desk until 9am.
Summing it up: 1800 words on Soul of Fire, including the introduction of the witch who may be important later, and the arrival of her Gloriousness to kick ass and chew bubblegum. Oh, and I got the next chapter plotted out to start tomorrow. Another 750 words on the Proposal I'm Not Supposed to Be Writing Yet, including smut. Yes, this is the book that will have smut.
What else? No editing. A bunch of client and potential-client emails. A walk down to the grocery to pick up coffee, and a stop at the eyeglass place to have my glasses fixed. Some paperwork. Dinner-making. Random household chores.
Reality check, please. That's not a slacker-day? Because I feel like I slacked...
Maybe I'll go do some client-editing now. That will make me feel better.
Summing it up: 1800 words on Soul of Fire, including the introduction of the witch who may be important later, and the arrival of her Gloriousness to kick ass and chew bubblegum. Oh, and I got the next chapter plotted out to start tomorrow. Another 750 words on the Proposal I'm Not Supposed to Be Writing Yet, including smut. Yes, this is the book that will have smut.
What else? No editing. A bunch of client and potential-client emails. A walk down to the grocery to pick up coffee, and a stop at the eyeglass place to have my glasses fixed. Some paperwork. Dinner-making. Random household chores.
Reality check, please. That's not a slacker-day? Because I feel like I slacked...
Maybe I'll go do some client-editing now. That will make me feel better.
