Stolen words and a clean kitchen

When I started on this book I figured that 333 words per day would be a reasonable goal. It might still be, but today I wrote one(!) sentence, and it wasn’t even made by my own words (I stole them from the neighbouring table at the café, where I was waiting for some friends of mine). Today’s word count: 7. Some days are better, of course, but I better shape up if I’m going to make my own deadline.

Procrastination is, however, not all bad; my kitchen is quite clean.