Blowing through

My intention is to be off the interwebs today, so that I may beat feet on Carousel Seas.

However, it occurred to me that I failed to update Mozart's Fans regarding the results of his blood work, yesterday.

Everything is normal, normal, normal.  Kidney values are high normal, which means Keeping  A Close Eye, but even these aren't unexpected in a fifteen year old cat.

The sadness is probably just that; he misses having another guy around to help him "know his place," as the vet put it.  We pointed out that Scrabble keeps him in his place, but apparently that wasn't exactly what he meant.

I did just drop by the cat hammock to ask if Mozart had a few words for his fans, but Mozart is not granting interviews today.  Below is a picture, illicitly taken by a paparazzi.

No interviews, please

And, now?  I'm turning the internet OFF.

Internet ON

So, 3501 not-anywhere-near-perfect words written today on Carousel Seas.  Amazing what you can do when you turn the internet OFF.

Tomorrow, we have an early business phone call, then I will once again turn the internet OFF and see what happens.

I did skip over a scene because I need to think about where and how it supports the rest of the narrative.  God, She knows, I already have too many extraneous scenes in this book.  Or maybe not.  A cold read of a complete draft will tell me for sure.

Hope everyone had a good and productive day.

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Progress on Carousel Seas

64,279/100,000 OR 64.28% complete

"And just who the hell are you?"