So I knocked out another 900 words yesterday afternoon and am feeling much better about my productivity. They were for a different story – The Curacao Caper, which I'm writing with Mark – not Bones, but at least my fingers were kept busy on the keyboard.
Sometimes that's enough.
I'd discuss the whole concept of setting yourself a word quota, but that'll have to wait for another time. Right now I've got an errand that MUST be run this morning. When I get back in an hour (or less, I hope) I'll dive back into Bones, where I am beginning to see my way through again.
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