5,106

boom! the starter pistol rang out at 12 a.m. on the first. i actually slept through the shot but was up and writing about four and a half hours later. writing writing!

i went to the courthouse for 9:30 a.m. and got my name called for a superior court case. whee! however, the defendant evidently got cold feet and pled guilty before i could even step into the courtroom. alas. maybe next time?

i got home early and wrote some more before kara came home and we drove up to seattle to see stephen king be hilariously longwinded on stage.

i tend not to like his books all that much but he was a good one to see as nanowrimo began, simply because his output is massive. hence, inspiring. he did look a little shrunken, after his 1999 pedestrian-versus-automobile incident and a recent bout with pneumonia involving a collapsed lung not unrelated to the aforementioned accident.

he's still vital though, and folksy. he was certainly fun to see. he likes to tell stories, and he did go on and on, but it was enjoyable. apparently he doesn't make appearances like this so often.

we made it home and now we don't have plans to return to seattle again until january, when my sister and edwidge danticat come to town. a bit of a break until then, and i welcome it.

so! words! i broke the 5,100-word mark today and i feel all right about that. i'm actually a little bit ahead of the game, wordwise. the story?

oh who knows? there was an accident on the docks; a man was killed quite thoroughly. meanwhile the main characters, a couple named willem and lynne, are pregnant, and she's having violent nightmares. where will it go from here? where could it possibly go?