We still have our window air conditioner in, which is allowing us to sleep comfortably while the temps are elevating. Our home seems to be quite good at holding in heat, which is a good news/bad news kind of situation.
132 fiction words, 484 total words
Words last night were perfunctory. I got to my writing group not in the mood to write, but to help someone with their projects for the evening. By the time I was done helping (perilously close to midnight), I was simply exhausted. I made my character as frustrated with their situation as I currently am (seriously, I seem unable to write this man out of a cardboard box), and told him he shouldn’t put up with my ineptitude anymore.
Today’s writing should go better.