The Best Laid Plans...

Okay.
So the daily posting I was so adamant about has failed to occur.
And in truth, I can't even blame anyone but myself. So there.

This does not mean I'm not writing. Hard at work, that's me, and on a daily basis too. In proof, I give you my current word count: **5595**
(Okay, you'll have to take my word for it.)

Another thing: As so often before I've underestimated my own ability to spin a scene. Thus, I'm just barely finishing the first chapter still, and the long-lost daughter has yet to make an appearance. She's on her way, though. My MMC (main male character) is about to arrive home after work to find a letter from Social Services informing him that a nearly-forgotten affair in his student days has left a more permanent memory with the young lady involved than it did with him. Now, however, the wench is dead and the time has come for him to assume responsibility...