Progress report
70 Days of Sweat, Day Two: 1,000 words
Total: 2,100 words
Current short story: 5,300 words. I have reached a turning point!
In other news: Felix has another of his periodic freaky eye infections, characterized by one of his eyes swelling shut, a trip to the doctor, and antibiotics. He's taking it well--isn't being terribly fussy--but he doesn't have much of an appetite.
I do still have two other children, btw. I just see a lot more of Felix, since he's home all day during the week, and they're not. Zane and Innes went out to breakfast with James this morning, then to a family playtime at a gymnastics place, while Felix and I were at the immediate care clinic with an extraordinary number of small, sick children all around us in the waiting room. If I get through the week without developing the Heaving Hacks of Doom Fever, I will count it as a triumph of my immune system.
I also read a bit of The Onion while I was out, and learned a few new idioms to inflict upon you all. My favorite is the phrase, "It was an absolute oyster carnival."
Oh, and a bonus piece of advice for those of you who are expecting twins? They will be actual individual people, you know, not a set of salt and pepper shakers. Therefore, making their names rhyme, like the set of twins I saw this morning, Jaden 'n' Kaden, is NOT COOL.
Total: 2,100 words
Current short story: 5,300 words. I have reached a turning point!
In other news: Felix has another of his periodic freaky eye infections, characterized by one of his eyes swelling shut, a trip to the doctor, and antibiotics. He's taking it well--isn't being terribly fussy--but he doesn't have much of an appetite.
I do still have two other children, btw. I just see a lot more of Felix, since he's home all day during the week, and they're not. Zane and Innes went out to breakfast with James this morning, then to a family playtime at a gymnastics place, while Felix and I were at the immediate care clinic with an extraordinary number of small, sick children all around us in the waiting room. If I get through the week without developing the Heaving Hacks of Doom Fever, I will count it as a triumph of my immune system.
I also read a bit of The Onion while I was out, and learned a few new idioms to inflict upon you all. My favorite is the phrase, "It was an absolute oyster carnival."
Oh, and a bonus piece of advice for those of you who are expecting twins? They will be actual individual people, you know, not a set of salt and pepper shakers. Therefore, making their names rhyme, like the set of twins I saw this morning, Jaden 'n' Kaden, is NOT COOL.