The darkest need the slowest speed

Today was a day for errands and whatnot, including such thrilling activities as going to the post office and bank, and getting our annual termite inspection. No worries, we aced it. [:: gold star ::]

I still managed to get some writing done, too - as previously vowed.

So here's recent progress on my witchy art-deco horror novel about Lizzie Borden thirty years after her parents' deaths - now featuring ghosts and non-ghosts alike, anti-Catholic conspiracy nuts, supernatural political shenanigans, the mafia, and a Bonus! space-worshiping murder cult hiding behind the KKK:
Project: Chapelwood
Deadline: October 1, 2014
New words written: 2710
Present total word count: 55,145



Things accomplished in fiction: Finished giving testimony, and formed a little island of sanity with a few other reasonable people in a sea of crazypants.

Next up: Ruth learns why Lizzie had such sympathy for her; a stalwart friend strives to be helpful.

Things accomplished in real life: Neighborhood jaunt with dog; went to the post office; went to the bank; dealt with termite inspector dude; got lunch; did laundry.

Other: I actually wrote about a thousand of those words in bits and pieces, over the last couple of weeks. But a good 1700 of them came from today. I add them to my yearly total with pride! But no, I'm not tallying up the added words to Princess X. I'm not sure how many I added, with any real precision; and that total will shift over the next few drafts. Call it an executive decision.

Number of fiction words so far this year: 88,538

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Back in 2006, my grandfather (a minister) performed my wedding. A handful of months later, he died. Today would have been his 86th birthday. With that in mind, here's a picture of him and Grandma in 1948 - because it's lovely, that's why.




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And that's all for now.