Woke up this morning with some specific ideas about the story, so I’m getting those jotted down. I’m still a little nervous, but reminding myself that all writing is practise and it’s okay to fail. Even if the story sucks, I’m still going to get amazingly valuable information out of the workshop.

(Feel free to repeat that back to me if needed.)

The Novel Dare I mentioned earlier has been pushed back to October. Alas, that won’t work for me. There’s a week of GWW, and then we’re seriously looking at going on a bike trip to visit Ken’s grandma in AR and various Southwestern sights and friends along the way. I can take the Palm (and keyboard, because I should have one soon!), but I can’t write when I’m physically on the bike. :-) So I’ll just have to set my own goals for September, or see if anyone else wants to join a Novel Dare then.

Evening now. Errands have been run: Ken has food for while I’m gone, and we own a food processor now, and the second serger has been repaired. I’m almost 500 words into the story, and I’m easily going to hit the required length, plot-wise. Just need to get it done!

Hot damn! More than 2500 words so far! I’m having so much fun with this one. Spies, ravens, London, the head of Bran… And I have to say, I love the Internet. I have a map of the Tower of London, and photographs (including an aerial one), right there to swap over to when I have a question.

So. Sage journal finished, another to arrive on Tuesday. GWW stuff caught up. Story on its way to be finished. Really, I have until Friday morning to finish it; between the flight and a late night at the hotel, that’s cake.

Tomorrow will be e-mail, transferring files to the laptop, packing, buying flowers for my sister who’s having knee surgery, and, um, heading to the airport. Yoiks. All this writing stuff feels really good, though. (Duh.)