My family has been through hell because of me. How and why they all still love me is beyond
my understanding, really. They tell me I have always been a steady
presence when they have had problems, so there is no question that I have earned
the returned favor. I wish I remembered
when I was a steady presence instead of a constant nuisance.
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A Fast Read
A novel in 6 weeks...one sentence a day dropped here.
Friday, November 15, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
1409 Words
The three of them arrive with a cartoon like
clamor. Annie is stumbly and confused,
Carly loud and frightened, Andy in charge, but clearly not in control.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
150 Words
"I can tell you he was alive when we put him in the
ambulance.”
(Interesting day...)
(Interesting day...)
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
1586 Words
“This family has done enough hospital time.”
Bruce and Casey are huddled together in the corner of a dismal, gray-walled, surgery waiting room. They have not been able to find Rachel. They only know they are expected to wait in this 4th floor holding area so the doctor will know where to find them when there is news.
(If you're wondering about progress, dear friends - I am just shy of 60K words - 200-250 pages - and the story is winding down. I am 11 days from absolute deadline.)
Bruce and Casey are huddled together in the corner of a dismal, gray-walled, surgery waiting room. They have not been able to find Rachel. They only know they are expected to wait in this 4th floor holding area so the doctor will know where to find them when there is news.
(If you're wondering about progress, dear friends - I am just shy of 60K words - 200-250 pages - and the story is winding down. I am 11 days from absolute deadline.)
Monday, November 11, 2013
2102 Words
It
has been eight days of unmitigated chaos and Bruce is ready for one blessedly
quiet night with a Cuban cigar and a 15 year old bottle of whiskey.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
746 Words
And so, against a wall of protests from the entire
family, Annie had spent the last two nights with Bruce.
(Sunday malaise...guests coming for dinner.)
Saturday, November 9, 2013
1518 Words
Jane sighs and wishes she knew more. When she saw Annie Friday, they had
happily reviewed her green grocery list, compared it carefully to her tan meal
plan, and talked about setting a table, putting on make-up, and smiling through
small moments of confusion.
(Working on Saturday morning is not fun. But I'm on the downhill side of this mountain. Hope to finish the book ahead of schedule!)
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