last night i was in somewhat of a panic. here it was the 11th day of january and i hadn’t even gotten the slightest start on my new year’s resolution. last night i was thinking about doing a last minute resolution revision, instead of something concrete like 12 short stories in a year, i’d say something unspecific like “Write More Stuff.” because really who can judge that?
but instead of being the wonderweenie, i came home from work and fired up ol’ Word and set to work. i got about 750 words. which isn’t too shabby, but not as good as i could have done. but it’s a start, which is much more than i had yesterday.