Here's the deal.
I come here every day for a month.
I post how many words I did to finish my lovely book - even if it's a big whopping zero.
This keeps me motivated because, lord, how embarrassing it would be to write ZERO for the thirty-one days of October.
Yesterday = 1621 words. Precisely.
Today = 1126
In other news - I closed the curtains at around 8 and a whopping big, and I mean BIG, huntsman stared down at me from the top of the curtain. The size of a cheeseburger, I kid you not. Okay, maybe that's a slight exaggeration, it was more like the diameter of a coffee cup, but still. HUGE.
I only tell you this because me and the spider stood there looking at each other - me with my hands quivering and a can of flyspray in my hand, it with its fangs raised and long hairy legs ready to pounce. Then all of a sudden I realised that we were doing the exact same thing - waiting for a monster to make its move. Poor dear thing. So I went and got a vase and plopped him in it (I'm leaving out the part where I made squealing noises) and took him outside to a tree three houses down.
Then I laughed at myself. THREE HOUSES DOWN? Overreaction MUCH?