Finally got the timer set and had about forty minutes to write.  Worked out okay, not sure if I like the content but this is the “vomit on the keyboard” phase. Had to slap my hand more than once to stop myself from fixing typos and rewriting.
1092 Words Per Hour

Even in a newly recreated city ghettos appear, and so do gangs. One gang though will not last the night.

14285 words. 34% done!

I should be keeping track of my time as well. Spent several hours today as the plot thickens and deviates slightly.  Found “Task Timer” Google App which I’ll attempt to run on the netbook while I’m writing on the other.  Glad to have my faster computer back but miss the dual monitors.

Samuel and Lou have made it to the city. It’s different again from the cities Samuel has been to previously, and Lou learns how to mooch, but he uncovers something the inhabitants fear…

10,229 words, 24% done.

Samuel and Lou have had a rest and gotten replenished in mind and body, At least Samuel is rested in mind and body, Lou on the other hand has been reminded of an unsettled score with an antagonist far away that just puts him in a foul mood, despite his full belly and no apparent danger.  Maybe you are what you eat?  He did have a mallard…

19% done.

So far I’m at about 1k words per hour, not pushing hard and having the typical interruptions of a parent whose kids were home all day thanks to the remnants of the nor’easter.  Have to listen back to find out how fast Johnny B. Truant writes.  Then again, maybe not.

Samuel and company have made it through the shale wasteland and have come upon a house. Samuel relates a story of “Tin Can Fred” – a character from his past that has a gruesome practice in the post-apocalyptic zombie city he used to live in.

Between clearing the driveway I’ve had a chance to write more as I warmed up.  Took a short break to talk to my brother who is between jobs as a Linux programmer and Network Administrator via Facetime.  He’s saying it’s cold down in Florida at 55 degrees… but he’s still in a short sleeved shirt and sitting on his porch.

Now I get to rake off the snow from the roof.  Fun!! I think I’ll loop the “Happy Happy Joy Joy” song from Ren and Stimpy.