Novel Stats

Uncanny

Today's Word Count: 1,073, 16.8k total

The Good:
“Hello?” Martha sounded tired or drugged. It could have easily been both.
“Martha, it’s Ed.”
“Oh, Ed…” Martha’s voice trailed off, as if she were struggling to remember if she knew someone by that name. Then her voice came back, a little stronger than before. “Oh, Ed, what are you getting yourself into?”
“Martha, I have to do this. You have to understand.”
“All I understand is that I’m lying in this hospital bed, and my husband is not here by my side.”
Ed could see her there, alone, surrounded by the cold sterility of the hospital room. The tears began to trickle from his eyes and down his cheeks. “There’s still hope, Martha.”
“Ed, did you think I was going to live forever? I’m forty-eight years old, and we’ve been married almost thirty of those years. Marvelous, glorious years. I wouldn’t trade in a one.”

Daily Stumbling Block:
I felt pretty good today, as evidenced by the word count. I'd say the main stumbling blocks today are the ones so often present in all of life: motivation and discipline.

Random Thought:
In world news, "World chess champion Vladimir Kramnik lost his final game in a match against computer program Deep Fritz on Tuesday, ceding a hard-fought Man vs. Machine series 4-2."
Me, I'm not going to be worried until a computer beats a man at Chutes and Ladders.