Oy and vey what a day. No time to jog, spent ninety minutes finessing, only wrote one new page and then it was time for the stumble-through, then went to dinner, then had to go back in the chapter I'm in and add eight new pages because I finally got my chronology correct and something that wasn't making sense to me finally made sense. Very frustrating, but it resulted in good stuff but I only wrote half of what I normally do. Then I saw The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, which was long, and now I'm finally home and going to take at least the next forty-five minutes to write whatever I can. I'd stay up later but it's show day tomorrow and must get a good night's sleep. Once the show is done, I will only be concentrating on book matters and liner notes.