Camp NaNoWriMo word count: 36,030 by 6:30am on Tuesday, 23 April 2019

EMD word count: 67,679. It had to be done. 

Gary wanted tart for breakfast yesterday, but no, we will finish it this morning. We will soon be on our way for a drive south. I am bringing my computer and the charger so that I will not be limited in writing. It would be good to get through a couple of chapters. I committed major acts of butchery, working throughout the day yesterday to cut and cut and cut. 

Our new tenant has moved in. A couple of helpers parked a massive moving van in the road for a few hours, we withdrew to avoid the confusion and chaos, but eventually all his furniture fit. He was so very tired and we hope he finds some rest and relief from the strain of caring for a very ill family member. I got the trim recoated with white paint mere hours before he arrived. There will always be work to do, I fear. It seems like everything needs works, but the plumber replaced the trap in the sink, everything has been scrubbed twice. We plan a new roof on that building . . . hopefully in the next month. 

We skipped our walk yesterday morning because I wanted to drive north first thing for the trim paint (I went through the stored paint cans and there was nothing close) and then to paint in time that nothing would be the least bit tacky when our new tenant arrived. I was done before 10, the blinds went back up by noon when I was already back to work on the novel. We took our walk late in the day on a mostly empty beach, and admired the new siding on the west face of our home.

Ten submissions in the last couple of days. This morning, John Randolph Bennett on the Brevity blog, urges an approach to defining terms derived from Aristotle by briefly defining its “origin, its form, its source, and its purpose.”