500 words. I had the best of intentions in getting this novel off the ground, but I still found myself wandering. Letting my inner child wander some more and hoping that I’ll settle down and morph back into Beast Mode in the next day or two.
What am I wandering to? My mind keeps wandering to chess. No idea why. I’m finally, after being alive for way too long learning how to play it. No idea why my mind led me toward this, but I’m listening because I know it will pay off in writing the manuscript in some strange way.
Have a good night.
