I’m in a foul mood tonight, and not quite sure of the reason. Maybe because I am STILL waiting for Verizon to hook up our internet, maybe because I came home from school to the despicable chore of washing dishes by hand, or maybe it’s something to do with the alignment of the stars. For whatever reason, I’m waspish tonight, and I am afraid I am taking this out both on my husband and my characters.
330 words of my story, plus these brief ramblings. I SHOULD write more, but since I am striving to eliminate SHOULD from my vocabulary, I will stop for tonight. I don’t want to force the words, not in this mood, and what I’ve written today feels like my maximum.