Some days, I'm so unproductive that I think I might as well have a government job. Other days, like today, I imagine this picture of me is next to the word productivity in the dictionary.
I sat down about noon and just finished up a 2355 word chapter. I've got much of the afternoon still ahead of me. I'm torn between wanting to get more writing done and wanting to slack off and read for a few hours.
The next chapter is the town's two cops investigating the most recent murder and the mayor getting into their face about it. Should be a fun one to write. I'm hoping I come up with a way for Sister Mary Hatchet to meet the mayor pretty soon.