Today was the opposite of yesterday in terms of writing productivity, but there was a very solid reason for that. An external reason.
I had stuff to do for the building today. Some important stuff. Stuff that I’d been waiting a while to take care of. So, mission accomplished. It was productive stuff. I hope.
Sorry to be vague on that; it’s just not my story entirely to tell.
In other news, I reworked my writing schedule slightly. I’d been planning to work Friday through Tuesday each week, so that the two days I’d be watching the building each week were off days…but then those wouldn’t really be off-days would they? No, they would not.
So, I’m trying out working through those two days. We’ll see how it goes. If it’s a disaster, then I’ll go back to working on the weekends, at least until I get through this rewrite. Then we’ll assess.
But, tomorrow is a work day for sure. I’m going to finish the read-through of this book. And, I’m picking up an extra work day on Saturday. That kinda sucks, but I gotta do it. I have to stay on schedule as best I can. I want to FINISH THIS BOOK before Christmas. I can friggin do it, guys. I can. I’m scared as hell about it…but I can do it.
Okay. It’s sleepy time. Melatonin is kicking in.
Good night.