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Despite appearances (29% above yesterday's minimum goal), I am not ahead in this game. About four hours after my NaNoWhine I found out I needed to go to Taiwan. So instead of writing, I'm blogging at SMF, awaiting my connection to SFO, and dropping a note to the world in case my last trip is any indication of things and I wind up without internet for the next few days. The plan is to write like mad on the long flight and get way ahead. The reality will probably be a cramped seat, the person in front laying all the way back, and me trying to type on my tummy and wearing the special glasses that let me see a screen only a foot away and that give me a headache. But I know there'll be little to no chance for this stuff until Thursday, so that plan has to be the plan as it is the only plan. Since I signed up for this flight so late, chances are I will get one of those seats in the very center of the plane with two people between me and the aisle on either side. I'll make sure I don't have to go to the bathroom until everyone is fast asleep.

Ye WIP rolls along, Scene I still under way. I'm pretty sure how it will end, but not where I'll pick up afterwards. I didn't really settle on which half-baked story idea I would try and work on until sometime Thursday -- until I actually sat down on the front porch swing just past sunset with forty five minutes to kill before we went off to the high school water polo banquet -- and so it remains half-baked or less in its future portions, though the present piece is fairly crusty round the edges, and the cheese is all melted, so I'm not too worried.