Missed my goal tonight by 2,000 words, but I did accomplish 1,000 at CC's. I'm glad for that. Tia spent the night, so instead of holing myself up with the laptop, I sat with her and watched Day After Tomorrow for the second time. (Second time around is just as great.) I'm optimistic about tomorrow, though. At least the house is coming together to some semblance of organization. I'll be able to set domestic tasks into motion tomorrow while I knock a big hole in the second leg of the writing journey. I think it's time to implement the Writing-at-the-Kitchen-Counter strategy. It worked for Virginia Woolf.