I was up very early and working on the story. I posted my word count a few hours ago. 3,351 of 50,000. Oh my. I have a ways to go! My earlier “writers high” has left for parts unknown after Friday’s success. I have churned out 4 different beginnings to my tale. None of which seem to capture the essence of what I want to say. So I finally left that problem for later and went on to the next part where things flowed much easier.

I had an English teacher once who said that in writing a story, it’s easy to get bogged down in detail at the beginning. And the point was not to tell every little thing that Bruce did before he left that morning, but to just “Get Bruce out of the House!” She was right. And I HAVE been trying to get him on the road….

Tomorrow I have to report downtown for Jury duty. Oh joy! My notebook will certainly go with me. As I recall, there are a couple of tables in the cattle call room where I could set up shop and scribble away. Although the tension in that room is so thick it might be hard to concentrate. Everyone is nervous that they will forget what their name is if it gets called. And some people actually are called two or three times before they respond. It’s a room full of poor souls that look like deer in the headlights. I swear it takes a year off your life to be in there for a day.

But at least this year I know how to take the light rail downtown so I don’t have to fight the traffic or find a parking place. Hallelujah and Amen.