I fell only four words short of my goal today, which is really quite remarkable when you consider that there are two strange men upstairs doing all kinds of noisy things to my ceilings. That's not the kind of environment that I usually find at all productive.
Unfortunately, some of those thousand words were revisions of earlier work, so I can't say I've moved forward a great deal.
I realized today that I had done something that editors have picked up on in my work before. I sometimes wander. I sometimes will do these lovely scenes and bits that really are not at all related to the subject at hand.
For instance, if you want the family's summer camp to be this beautiful, meaningful spot, you really shouldn't veer off to talking about swimming lessons at the state park.