I just finished my writing for the day. I'm starting small with 1,000 words a day. I am still surprised at how my characters keep taking control of the story and defiantly going where they want to go rather than where I tell them I want them to go.
I am more confused by the fact that even though I am writing this one in my own voice, it still won't listen to me, and ME is IT! Human will can be quite strong. So can the smell of garlic (yesterday I was in Gilroy, the garlic capital of the world, and it does smell like it is that thing).
So nothing really funny to report yet, though it only took me 5 hours to get a parking ticket. I got one for $37 for not turning my wheels to the curb even though the road was flat and not at all hilly. I blame my Oregon plates and my drivers ed. training which taught me to always park with my wheels facing forward. Also my own stupidity for thinking parking is no longer enforced after 8pm. Apparently what is true for Portland is not true for Pasadena.