My day today was hijacked for a couple reasons that I honestly don’t feel comfortable sharing, though suffice it to say that things seemed to have turned out okay in both cases, at least in the short term.
I did, however, write 10 pages and…3,171 words. So, guys, it was not a *completely* lost day. And I proved to myself today that I CAN do those monster days. I can. I was at 10 pages written by 11am this morning. That means I can have around 20 written by 1pm, which would be lunch and nap time…and then 5 more straggling struggle of pages in the afternoon when I am just not at my best. IT. CAN. BE. DONE.
So…tomorrow we try again. The goal for tomorrow is going to be 15 pages instead of 25, simply because we have building stuff that needs to be attended to.
And that’s honestly all the news that’s fit to report, beyond the fact that it is freaking hot as BALLS. All week. Triple digits. Uuuuggghhhhhh. The summer was mild up to this point. Now it’s the surface of the sun.
That’s all for tonight. Good night. Hope you’re all well out there, I love you. Yes, you.
Artwork tonight, which makes me think a bit of the book I’m writing right now, is by Don Dixon.
Now…off to bed. I get to read for a bit! 🙂