Today the Discalced Carmelites celebrate the memory of Elizabeth of the Trinity, a saintly French nun who died in 1906 at the age of 26. She wrote a beautiful prayer, "O My God, Trinity whom I adore."
This morning I wrote for a while and then went to the library to help them finish up a project that had been postponed during inventory this week. I put in a couple of hours and then came home. I enjoyed it because I saw some of the volunteers that I no longer see since I am not working there every day.
I did some more writing and my word count for the day is 31,606. That is it for the day, I think, because we are about to do the Friday fish fry thing with some neighbors. For what it is worth, today I poisoned the victim during a Halloween/Samhain celebration.
I mentioned how things are going at work and one of the volunteers said, "I could never do that. I don't have anything to say." I assured her that 30,000 words does not mean I have anything to say. Just that I go ahead and say it anyway.
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