New light bulb is working great. Read another three chapters of the Houdini biography. I was surprised to learn that the part of the act where he’d invite people from the audience to examine him for hidden keys and lockpicks had nothing to do with the escape trick. He just enjoyed it when strangers touched him with hundreds of people watching.
I got cracking on the novel’s first sentence. Words seemed to simply flow from my fingers. Before I knew it, I had an exciting opening scene featuring a foppish viscount, highly-placed in the court of King George III. He is speaking with an ancient game warden, who spouts a disconnected babble of insane non-sequiturs; clearly the last random sparks thrown off from a brain that’s only hours from death.
More than 1800 words of pure dialogue! I had no idea where it all came from. It’s a gift.
Then I looked up and realized that the TV was on CNN. I’d just spent the previous twenty minutes transcribing a Larry King interview with Orlando Bloom.
Still, I typed a lot. That counts for something.
Day 4, words written: 1879.