#llothilstumbr

Since I hadn't been keeping up with my posting on here to let ya'll know how I'd been doing, I thought I'd just have to work overtime a little bit today.  So here is the quote for the first segment of today. 

Alright, back in the groove. Didn't do as well as I wanted to today, but considering that there were unexpected Dr's visits because a second someone in the house got bronchitis, I think I did fairly well.  Sitting at around 24,000 words. Just a thousand shy of the halfway mark.  And tomorrow is my one day off a week, so I will be writing then. Until then here's what I think is my favorite paragraph out of the most recent set of chapters.

It was a house that looked like it had just stepped out of an old childrens book on it's strange legs. It had white trim and brown walls, with windows that caught what little light there was and made rainbows of it. There were odd little puff like looking flowers growing in bright red window boxes under every window and the door handle was a green swirl. A whisp of smoke curled up out of the yellow block chimney and the shutters were in dark brown that had worn down with spots of lighter brown peeking through the paint. It was the strangest thing anyone had ever seen until suddenly Little Man burst out with his thoughts on it. "It's a gingerbread house!" he yelled. Everyone blinked at him and then looked back at the house.