A little dark

Uh... because I absolutely *loved* the finale episode, and you can never have too much Winchester picture goodness, I'm going to be posting a Dean, Sam or Dean & Sam pic all week. I know no one will complain about that. :D

Well, we woke up to a yucky, dark, and very rainy day. For once, I'm not looking forward to my daily morning walk. It's going to be cold, wet and miserable, with a whole lot of puddles in the way. Oh, and did I mentioned that I've got a headcold and I have to keep blowing my nose every two seconds?

This week the hubby's been going in to work a few hours later, so I've been losing writing time in the morning. That also means that my daughter wakes up as soon as he leaves for the day and refuses to go back to sleep. See where I'm going? It's a total chain reaction, which ends with me not being able to add a darn word before we head out to drop her off to school. Still, I haven't been wasting that time. I use it for blogging, emailing, or squeezing in a few chapters of reading. No point in totally wasting the time away. ;)

And speaking of writing, that brings me to my current WIP, UC. I've been writing up a storm that kinda dwindled a little yesterday. You see, first I wanted to finish a book before picking my daughter up from school because we were going to the library, and then I was writing a very sad and emotionally-heavy scene. So, my additions yesterday only amounted to about 2k.

So, I'm currently sitting @ 41,798 words.

I'd like to get as close to 50k as I can today. Adding 2k before and after lunch would help. Luckily, while I was walking yesterday, I was able to write a bunch of notes about where I'll be going for the next four/five chapters. That'll help a lot today because I'm not feeling 100%.

Last night I started reading a book called, DARK PLACES. I have to say that the blurb intrigued me from the first time I read it, and the story certainly takes the reader to some very dark places. The main character, Libby Day, was seven years old when her mother and two sisters were massacred by her brother. Twenty-five years later, she's still a depressed and very bitter mess. And I just know that a bunch of secrets are going to come out of this book, because already, nothing seems as clear as how she seems to believe it is. Can't wait to find out more...

Well, I have to sign out for the day... but don't forget to enjoy the Dean pic. :)