A productive day. I don't count words as I go, but I know things were smoother today; characters came to life, sentences flowed, images sparkled....if only the evil Manuscript Fairy didn't call in every night and steal away my beautifully crafted chapters and leave a changeling novel in their place!
Oh, well, there's always the next edit, and I've thoroughly enjoyed myself. I even set a timer so that I wasn't late collecting the children. I'm going to savour being smug while I can - the opportunities don't come that often.