4,692 of those words were today.
Including a scene that wasn't in the outline, but mugged me entire on the way home from the gym.
My mojo appears to be working again.
And just in time, too.
Complaint Department: You are the best monkey ever and I love you and want to cuddle you and share your pillows.
Monkey: I need at least a third of one pillow, O cat.
Complaint Department: But I loooove you.
Monkey: I love you too. You realize you are purring so loudly I cannot actually hear my clock radio?
Complaint Department: Love! Love! It is a many-splendored thing! Love!
Monkey: Seriously. I can kind of hear that it's on? But I can't make out a word they're saying.
Complaint Department: Nasty clock radio. Why would you want to hear it, when they are talking about how nasty and cold and cruel it is outside. Maybe you should stay in bed. Where it's warm. And there is a cat. Yes. You should totally stay in bed.
Monkey: Ahhh. All becomes plain to me.
Complaint Department: *snuggles more fiercely*
1302 words on "The Unicorn Evils" this morning, now breaking for lunch and Hustle before I head to the book-review mines.
Tea today is chamomile, if you were wondering. Well, there was an Assam earlier, but I drank it.