Another late night. I started writing as soon as the football game went off. I wish I’d been able to go down to the ballpark. I haven’t been to a Monday night game since 2011 vs. the Jets. That was a fun game and a wonderful night. I still had fun reading and writing tonight, though. That’s always fun.
Author: Christopher A. Kess
Writer, et. al.
The plan was to work on one of my other works in progress currently in need of words. I keep notes and printed copies of all the essays comprising that project in a binder. I was flipping through those notes and all the many questions I asked of each essay, when I got the idea of writing about my first times ever being on stage. I’d written around those times in Intro to Theatre in a couple of the other essays I wrote this month, so I figured it might be a good idea to write directly about them. And so I did. I’ll be continuing tomorrow as I didn’t get as far into the story as I wanted to before I needed to quit so I could get some sleep.
Not nearly as late as last night, or in fact, most of the more recent nights. Plus, given what time I got up today, I wrote quite early.
Okay, so I’m fully into the habit of writing late. Happy Thanksgiving if you celebrated. I celebrated by writing.
I think tonight’s writing might have been the latest that I’ve done all month. That contributed to the lower word count. Plus the fact that the topic, a continuation of the one from the previous two nights, got into some more difficult territory, so to say. Tomorrow might be bumpy, but it’s going to still be. And I’m still on track.