Today, I wrote at least two hundred words one-handed while enduring the excruciating pain of my hair being yanked with all the determination my nine-month old could muster. She grabbed a handful from each side of my head, held each chunk of hair like a skiing pole, straightened her pudgy legs, and screamed at the top of her little lungs while practicing her slaloming on my lap.
Then she plunked down, jabbed her fingers up my nose, and laughed at me for another hundred words.
Stephenie Meyer wrote entire passages with her kid attached to her like a monkey, so I figure I can only be on the path to success.
(baby boss taking over my desk)
But! The words got written. Just over a thousand words in a couple of solid hours. (I had to stop to find some music, switch the laundry, and make some phone calls.)
Words Written Today: 1117
Total Words: 23052
Obessed with: Brett Dennen
Oh, and there was this.