March 11th, 2019

It’s strange how much difference two cups of coffee in the morning makes to my head. I have caffiene jitters, so I may have pushed it too far, but I think so long as I give it a while – at least until after lunch – before I have another I should be fine.

This morning though, I mean wow. Excuse my sentence fragment, but I think when you produce 714 words before even setting off for work you can justify the excitement. My routine is so solid now that providing I don’t have any gaps in my mental plan for how to play out the scene, I can produce that quota or near to on demand. That is insane.

So um, plan for today is, 286 words of Volcano. Somehow, I think that might be doable. Assuming I don’t have some kind of caffiene induced heart problems in the meantime.