750 words today on the WIP. And most of them were keepers.

Yay me!  ::Dancing the Happy Little Teapot Dance because....:::

Okay. Got me there. But I'm rocking the writing on a friggin-A Monday.

I'm zenning in the realm of unconscious competence, at least until I read it tomorrow morning.

Nite, Flist - I lurve you all, my tiny literary buds!