Noisy neighbors

Ugh, my neighbors. They really wrecked my flow yesterday. The kids are just regular noisy. Their mother only has one setting -- screaming threats. It's not the kind of thing you can tune out when they come rolling out into their backyard for a scene. I can pack up and go inside to write there, but in the summer with the windows open, that's almost just as loud.

400 words yesterday, which I consider a bust. 600 words today.

My tally so far is over 21,000 words counting everything from when I started last January. Sounds more impressive than it is. There's probably 3 pages in it all of it that will survive to a late draft. It's all about finding what to write about still.