Sorry for my errant and truant behavior - I got up later than planned and then had to rush to package up orders and LPs and go to the post office to ship same, which I did. When I got back, I began the day's writing, first by doing some revisions to yesterday's work, and then mushing on with today's.
And I'm happy to announce that at one-twenty I finished writing a new novel - five weeks and one day from the time I began. I'm sure I'll futz and fix and add and subtract from today's work, but the book is done, and later when I'm through futzing, I shall print out pages, Xerox pages, and then get them to muse Margaret.