And there I was, or wasn't as the case may be

A very good writing day. Productive morning, then spent middle of the day running errands. Had lunch at my favorite coffee house, where it was sufficiently late enough that the lunchtime crowd had already eaten and left. I pulled out my story notes and sketched out the next couple of scenes I want to write. I was so deep into the story that when the waiter brought my food I jumped in my chair, suddenly jerked back to the here and now.

Poor guy, he apologized though it was clear he didn't know why he was apologizing. And there's no good way to say "Excuse me, I was working out the logistics for a kidnapping when you startled me by shoving a plate under my nose."

Once again totally failed to buy a bookshelf stereo system for my writing room. Trying and failing is now a personal quest. I did actually find another system I liked, but once again all the store had left was a beat up display model, so I had to pass. Probably another week of questing left, before I give in and resort to ordering online.

Returned home, and then settled in to finish the current chapter.

Writing: 3,344 words today. (Yay, productive!) Kidnapping may be tomorrow, or if not, definitely within the week.

Drinking: Old Speckled Hen Ale

Listening: Back to the Enya CD's, and still fretting about my missing copy of Shepherd Moons.