Aaaaaaannnnnnnnd we’re off.

November 1st brought about a little writing and a lot of alcohol (within reason… it’s not like I was slurring my speech or falling off of my chair).  Call it nerves or fear, I just kept topping my drink.  I can see how writers lean toward alcoholism… the two just seem to walk hand in hand (presumably to keep each other from falling over).

I got just over a thousand words (1073 to be exact) written last night.  It’s important to note that with my wife out of town on business, I’m doing more around the house and with the kids which takes up a lot of my time in the evenings.  Also, my youngest daughter had her semi-final flag football game last night (they lost), so we didn’t get home till later.