So, I am now basically about on target with the word count for my novel, which I suppose is better than behind, but I haven't written more than 3,000 words since I've been in Florida! My arguments are that I've been busier than usual, I've been fighting off some type of sickness and I've actually been hanging out with people regularly which makes me feel a lot less driven to write. Which is okay - I'm happy to make the trade of motivation for a social life. However, I need to get some discipline. Seriously! I can't have gotten this far only to let my story shrivel and die. Never!

I went to see 2012 this evening. I was pretty skeptical about it. I really enjoyed it, though. It definitely kept me on the edge of my seat the entire movie - which is fairly rare.

I want to write more, but I'm tired enough that my brain is ceasing to function correctly. Goodnight, world.