Thursday Progress

It was a close call this weekend. Nearly 40,000 words almost went out the window when I decided I hated this story with all the passion of a burning sun. Yes, hate. Loath. Utterly despise. Seriously, I almost dumped all I had written and started on something else.

I watched the Olympics (go Team USA! And those single member teams like Team Ghana's Kwame whose last name won't copy from BBC to Blogger.) Did my taxes, glared at my screen, and hoped for inspiration... watched more Olympics. Yes...