Whew, story is done. Time to let it sit for a few days and then I'll edit it with zero mercy.
"The Clouds are Calling"
New Words: 1,084
Total Words: 2,578
Reason for stopping: DONE
Stimulants: Some wine
Songs played loudly: "Tie the Rope" by The Format
Exercise: Walk at the park
Mail: Couple rejections, and an awesome card from my sister
Darling du Jour: I swallowed, listening to Tom's father ramble on about what he's done in life, what he has put together for his family, how his own father never thought he'd be anything—certainly not a housemaster—and that it was all too much and now there was nothing left to gain. I listened hard as he said it, trying to mishear the words, catch something in the background. Nothing.
Other writing-related work: Nada
The Internet is full of Things: Interesting post on the death of serious science fiction over at PopMatters.