Novel - and more

492 words this morning.

Professor Staples, cancer, and Liza, the witch.

I keep getting these notices from a deacon chat group I joined, and forgot about.

I should cancel. Good people, but with that door closed, a reminder I don't need.

Getting ready for my trip to Lake Placid next week. A week during which I will not write - away from the computer. I can make notes, though.

And with more than 1,970 word over the last three days I'm well on my way to my goal of 18,000 by summer's end.

(Of course, quantity doesn't mean quality!)