Day #6 of the No Social Media Month experiment.

Today’s muse: Dinner at the pool

As with Friday, Saturday was a bust. I’ve come to accept that I won’t get back to being productive until Tuesday when the grandboy leaves. Saturday was the first day I actually felt the stirrings of panic, which manifested in total bitchiness towards the hubs, poor man, but we’re good. He knows this happens, and I apologized because I got myself into this mess. He and #2 daughter have been wonderful to let me sit under the headphones while they make sure the the grandboy, who is SUCH a boy, has what he needs in the way of food and supervision. I’d say he’s had a pretty good vacation, actually. I’d like to sleep twelve hours a night and play all day!

On the word front… a whopping 360 net, ending the day Saturday at 57079. (Yes, my 9/15 deadline for a 90K book is creeping close, argh. I see a lot of all-nighters coming up this week.) The net is the key. I cut a ton and replaced it and then wrote probably a good 1K in a document to myself working out the backstory element I’m having issues with. The story is all there, but even I was having trouble believing my heroine’s motivation for an action she’s preparing to take. I’m feeling better about it, but still think I’m missing the cherry on top. May need to brainstorm with the hubs, though I was hoping to work this out on my own.