New Words: 519
Total Words: 47,233
Pages: 206 of 213
Reason for stopping: end of scene
Mammalian Assistance: Ollie drank my club soda
Stimulants: Water, tea
Exercise: dancing around the room to Depeche Mode
Tyop du jour: I just can't type at all, due to exhaustion.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory , Nancy Milford, Savage Beauty; Bruce Sterling, Heavy Weather
Other writing-related work: checked the first 70 pages of the galleys for Scardown, returned contracts to SH and a draft of an article to Reflection's Edge.
It's not wrong of me to be dying for slee already, is it, even though it's only seven o'clock?