Time was the enemy today. I had to get up at five AM and be done with my writing by eight AM because of family needs and schedules. And I only got my first thousand words in that length of time. I sat down tonight after my little guy was finally asleep and got another seven-hundred, which gives me enough to stay even on my schedule, if not to pull ahead. Some days not falling behind is the best you can hope for. The writing today was practical, necessary stuff, but not the sort of inspiring work that gives you goosebumps while you’re doing it. But I laid a neat little trap, and revealed a bit more of the villain, though you have to be looking close to realize that’s what happened. All in all, a good day’s work.