I began writing this morning with hopes of finishing a draft of chapter eleven. The chapter goes on. I began writing at 1:49, and I wrote through page 521. Yet the characters at Lompoc camp who played a role in disrupting my life require more space to develop. This chapter may stretch for 15,000 words. I expect to finish tomorrow, and I’m eager to advance to the next chapter, which brings me to present time at Taft Camp. That chapter, also, may be long.
I spoke with my wife over the phone this morning. (After all these years, I still like saying “my wife.”) Carole told me that our new Web site is up. Once I finish this manuscript, I expect to return to adding more substantial content for the Web site than daily journal entries. I’m glad that I’m ahead of schedule with the manuscript, as I feel confident that I’ll finish a solid draft of Earning Freedom before the end of this month.
Carole has used the Internet since 2003 to build my Web presence, and I’m looking forward to seeing our work online when I come home.
I ran 10 miles this morning. The run brings my cumulative tally to 2,397 miles over the past 270 days.
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
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