I wrote nearly 1k words in a half hour sprint last night, reaching my 2k goal before midnight with two minutes to spare. Booyah.
This paranormal tale is having surprisingly little paranormal stuff going on. I think I’ll have to add more during editing.
I’m in the one Starbucks in Tuscaloosa (the ones in Target and Barnes & Noble totally don’t count). About ten minutes ago, there was a guy in here who was screaming at all the Asian patrons about the Korean War. When one of the baristas came to throw him out, I thought he was going to hit her. I’m still anxious that he’s going to come back with a gun and shoot the place up. This will probably make its way into my writing. If, you know, I’m not murdered by crazy Korean War guy…
Various and Sundry 