Fast Fiction

I went up to Palmdale to the Starbucks there. You say, Palmdale? Why Palmdale. Ah, this Starbucks has a drive-thru.

Really, I went up there for a write-out with the surprisingly vibrant wrimo group.

They had some great tables (with powerstrips mounted in the center) and I hunkered down for a long winter’s write. What I lacked in hourly rate, I made up for with keeping my ass in the chair until I got some wordcount.

time..running tally..words...words/minute
1:15......16,967......112.......7.47
1:30......17,287......320......21.33
1:45......17,521......234......15.60
2:00......18,133......612......40.80
2:45......18,691......558......37.20
3:00......19,081......390......26.00
3:15......19,397......316......21.07
3:30......19,818......421......28.07
3:45......20,158......340......22.67
4:00......20,783......625......41.67
4:15......21,086......303......20.20

My total for the day? 4,231. Not the 5K I wanted, but after yesterday’s poor showing by my uncooperative body, I should be grateful that I got up and about today.

I actually enjoyed the drive. It gave me time to think. I listened to music, sang along. And the views were amazing as I passed by Vasquez Rocks.