I'm almost up to 25,000 words on Whispers of Winter. Still moving along, in an odd, little steps fashion. But moving and I like the story.
We went out for food tonight. It was the first time in quite a while. I ate too much, felt stuffed, and came back home and napped. I hadn't intended to, but I was falling asleep at the computer. I don't do that very often. I headed for the bedroom and laid down -- and went so instantly to sleep that Russ said he didn't have time to hang up the phone and come in and ask me if I was all right. Just, gone. And I slept for hours.
So now it's 4am and I'm wide awake. Okay, fine. I can do some writing then, can't I?