I’ve been trying to blog every day. Especially since they updated things, and I can’t change the date any more. The day I hit “publish” is the date on the blog, even if it was eleven after midnight when I did it. (Yes, it is. Oops, was, twelve after now.) (I think I need to go to bed.)
Yeah. That’s what I need. 5905 is the word count, but I think I’ll be chopping a lot of it tomorrow. I let my focus wander. The scene I wrote is important, but only for me. It doesn’t have to be in the book. I think.
Hey, I know I’m muddled. Be kind, it’s after midnight. Coherency is a lost cause. Good night.
Update–amazingly enough, I figured it out! So this will have Saturday’s date on it, which is good. If I haven’t slept yet, it’s still Saturday. Right?