Fast Fiction

A flexible schedule is key, I guess. I got about 3K under my belt by just letting a few loads of laundry slide. I just figured I should try if I can. So I did. And it’s done. I’m over the half-way hump. I’m not at the 30,000 mark, which is where I’d like to be, but I’ll take what I can get at the moment.

So, since it was late in the evening, I went local, to the Silverlake Coffee Company. Unfortunately it was the busiest I’d ever seen it, so I had to settle for a seat outside. I’m a whiner and I’m gonna tell you it was just a smidge too cold for the manual dexterity needed to operate a keyboard.

I had a lemon bar and a large cup of gen mai cha. They really have the best tea there. I don’t know if it’s because it’s loose tea or because they’re very generous with it.

The first twenty minutes were a bust as I moved tables twice, but you get the idea here:

time......tally.....words....words/minute
4:30.....24,340.....386.....25.73
4:45.....24,803.....463.....30.87
5:00.....25,380.....577.....38.47
5:15.....25,837.....457.....30.47
5:30.....26,488.....651.....43.40
5:45.....26,896.....408.....27.20
6:00.....27,099.....203.....13.53

So, the goal is to go out on Wednesday night and perhaps get another five thousand words under my belt. Maybe they’ll even be good words.