But the show must go on...

Kat Richardson had a most excellent reading last night. She looked amazing, sounded great, and was a total cool-headed pro when a mentally disabled man wearing lots of pink (and carrying a big pink bag) rushed the lectern and screamed at her repeatedly, "WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I HIT YOU IN THE FACE? CAN I HIT YOU IN THE FACE? WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I DID???"*

Thank God for events that are hosted and run by a man who's 7 feet tall and does not take kindly to such interruptions.



In other news, the Blue Angels are practicing today, all over Puget Sound. Spain the Cat is none too impressed. She is also a really crappy hider.



And here's today's progress on my fifth Clockwork Century novel - a book about teenage juvenile delinquents, hypothetical ghosts, and gangland mayhem within the walled city of Seattle ... now with Bonus! zombie Sasquatch and the return of everyone's favorite elderly cross-dressing Native American princess:

Project: Inexplicables
Deadline: September 15, 2011
New words written: 2075 (circumstantial "meh")
Present total word count: 68,637 words

Things accomplished in real life: Missed the daily run/climb, but did 20 minutes of baby-steps yoga and hiked down the hill; went to the salon and got my hair touched up (see previous reference to hiking); got a whole huge batch of work from the day-job guys, presented in a truly clever and useful fashion**.

Other: Not my best writing day, but considering I was gone for almost 3 hours in the middle of it (it's a 30 minute walk to the salon each way) - and I spent a lot of time going over the day-job assignments, I'm content with 2K. If I can reliably produce 2000 words a day while simultaneously working on day-job material, I will consider myself a productive member of society.

Other, redux: Will try to get more written tonight, by way of getting a jump on tomorrow - when I'll actually dive headlong into the day-job stuff.

Total narrative fiction word count for 2011: 68,637 words


* Kat's deadpan response, without batting an eyelash: "I'd file assault charges."
** No joke - one of the most useful documents anyone's ever given me.