Feels like my breath is heavy again

Here's today's progress on my 19th century D.C. spy caper about a powerful Difference Engine that will end the Civil War - now with warhawk conspiracies, clockwork assassins, two presidents with more in common than they know, three disgraced spies with less in common than they think, and a Bonus! not-at-all mad scientist who can save the world if someone will just give him a chance:
Project: Fiddlehead
Deadline: September 15, 2012
New words written: 2021 (better if not great)
Present total word count: 5041 words





Things accomplished in fiction: Dynamite, deception, the Fiddlehead itself, havoc is wreaked with Science!, and two gunmen who learn a hard lesson about watching their language.

Things accomplished in real life: Yesterday: met up with some friends for lunch, including the pseudo-sister-in-law and the niecelet (who is actually getting to be quite tall, oh my); did lots of writer business, to such an extent that I didn't actually get any writing done, but that happens sometimes; fell asleep on the couch because I was a little bit sick and very, very tired. Today: I ran some errands; moved the birdfeeder so we'd quit tracking seed into the garage (it was really making a mess); changed the HVAC's air filter; made a couple of phone calls; sorted out some money stuff; accepted an invitation to be GoH at an event next year (details to come).

Other: Not a huge word count today, no - but I'm ramping up. Went down an internet rabbit hole learning about flash powder and popcorn. Yes, well. These things happen.