Words, that is. But who cares about that. Word count was only a way to help me gage how I was progressing. What really mattered most to me was that I was going to strive to bring a new story up from the dust of my memories and creativity, into the light of today.
And, I am happy to announce that this morning, I am finished with my first draft.
(Of course, I know this is where the real work comes in, but I am looking forward to that. I feel excited about this story. I can see vast possibilities for the art half of it.)
So, like a bookend on a wonderfully blessed month, I close this chapter the way I started it...
with a fine cuban cigar, courtesy of brother in law, Willie.