Okay, so…progress over the last couple of days has been crap, but in my defense there’s a very good reason: I tripped over a concrete step in my backyard while bringing in the dogs, and busted up my foot. Like, sprained the shit out of it and dislocated a couple of toes…that kind of busted up. I lost half a day when it happened, trying to convince myself that it didn’t hurt that bad and it would be fine – while simultaneously texting pictures of my increasingly gross foot to my dad and stepmom (a CRNA and RN, respectively) trying to get them to tell me I didn’t need X-rays. Then I lost half of yesterday surrendering to the fact that I did, in fact, need X-rays.
Anyway, it’s not technically broken. But it’s eaten up a great deal of my attention in the last 48 hours, as these things are wont to do.
Ergo, here’s progress on my rural gothic monster story about small-town secrets, old family lies, accidental legend-tripping, and a missing newlywed in the Okefenokee swamp – where you can drive SR 177 from west to east and cross six bridges…or take it from east to west, and you might hit seven. (But you’d better hope not.)
Project: The Toll
Deadline: January 1, 2016
New words written: 1254
Present total word count: 26,793
Things Accomplished in Fiction: Successfully dragged self out of bed at an ungodly hour after a night of too much drinking, so as to meet a cop and a K9 unit and keep looking for the missing wife.
Things Accomplished in Real Life: [Today] No neighborhood jaunts with dogs – husband is on jaunt detail for at least the next week; no yoga, either, because I can’t place any real weight on the ball of my left foot or any of its toes; made a quick, limpy trip to the grocery store for milk; answered some business emails and so forth; tried to get back into the groove again.
General Other: My foot hurts and everything is terrible.
Pet Other: Quinnie-face is my everything.
Number of fiction words so far this year: 99,363
In closing, as per usual – please feel free leave reviews for any spooky books you might have hypothetically read recently. Amazon, Goodreads, you know. Wherever.