Yesterday, that is. I was so excited about getting so much done on Tuesday, so yesterday I was really going to do some serious typing and get all the handwritten stuff done and finish chapter two.
Yeah, you got it. It was one of those days I was working all day. Not so much busy as solid. Had a stack of intership form letters nearly six inches high. Then I was so brain dead that I just went home and crashed.
Hopefully today, being caught up and all, I can get that typing done. Tonight is supposed to be our first softball game of the year. I had a bad dream about trying to play while hideously fat, and it's fucking SNOWING, and I'm more out of shape than ever and my knee has something wrong with it. Nope, not looking forward to it.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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