…and Saturday, November 27th
My last day at the Space Needle! Hoorah! Of course there was a gathering of fools later that evening at the pub – the Lava Lounge to be exact – my favorite watering hole in Seattle. Short of the long – brown out to black out awoke on Sunday morning wishing I had been a Quaker (they don’t do booze)! Writing = 0
So the week ended with not much writing progress but life progress and isn’t that what really counts? Unless you are trying to write the best screenplay/stage play on this side of the Cascades, probably not. There’s always next week; spoken like a true procrastinator!