Sadly, my vacation has come to an end.
I had to drive back home today, from Atlanta. It's not a bad drive, although it was very, VERY hard to turn south onto 75 from 20 this morning. I had to think about it. I could have turned north. I really wanted to.
Oh well. I have tomorrow off from work, so I can do laundry and wash the car, get a haircut. I'm also going to write; just because I'm back from vacation doesn't mean I can stop.
I did not meet my goal of finishing half of Lauderdale, and now that I look at it that was an absurd goal. I would have had to write 13,500 words a day on the days I had set aside for writing. Fat chance. That said, I did finish chapters 27 through 44, which is good, and mapped out the remainder. Theoretically, I can finish by the end of this year if I write 1230 words a day. I say theoretically because I've made such pronouncements before. But that doesn't seem like such a tough number. We'll see how it goes.
Anyway. Wonderful vacation. I recommend everyone take one.