Ah, the sign of a true pantser.

And of course at cough cough years and holding I qualify as being a Boomer “of a certain age”.

Didn’t decide till Sunday what I’d do. Didn’t know which tool I’d use (Word, Scrivener, Novl’r)

Tried to start a Civil War story I’ve had in progress for three years. (BZZT)

Tried to think through a plot based on where I spent weekends in 2013 (BZZT)

Decided to write the SECOND one in that set … assuming the FMC of book one has saved the hotel already.

You know how they say the first million is the hardest, so you start on the second one? Well, I applied that same logic to this.

Oh, and as I wrote, the story line went from a story about “vaguely haunted / spirit of dead lover”-ish to “a woman dealing with her late mother’s dementia and wondering if she will end up getting it”.

Not that I have any frame of reference on this or anything. cough

At well over 2000 words right for Sunday. Using Novl’r.

(FWIW, Novl’r is quick, easy, simple, portable … and doesn’t have spell check or an undo button … yet)

(Can I count these 200-plus words?)

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Just as an aside, yesterday would have been my Dad’s 90th birthday had he not died just short of his 89th. Mom died exactly one year later at 89 and a half.

He, sharp as a tack. She, with mini-stroke induced dementia.