words!

DH thought today might be a good day to let sick little sweetie snuggle in the armchair and just watch TV. She was up all night with a fever and bad cough, and is feeling rather miserable. She's actually been wandering back and forth between the snuggly chair and my lap, and I've grabbed the available moments of mental engagement with Harry and the Dinosaurs, or whatever that show is called, to write. 1000 words in an hour! Of course, they are complete dreck, and I already know I have to go back and revise earlier stuff to match the later stuff. But I'd really, REALLY like to have a first draft some time in the next month or two, and if I can only stick to it maybe I can. Haven't had a lot of time, though. The problem is working out the details; writing itself goes pretty fast. But I've been stuck and am only now starting to figure some things out.

Ack. Now Little Sweetie is snuggled up next to me--and falling asleep. And I have to pick up Big Sister in 20 minutes. Not good.