Gratuitous check-in
For accountability on the LM-reboot, I can claim to have Done Words, to the effect that I am now in the low 60ks with a healthy ways yet to go before the end of the first of what I expect will be anywhere from a 3 to 5 book series.
To explain the Arthur Pendragon pout of my icon is that, just as I've reached a heart-in-throat scene, as of tomorrow I will be 10 days without a computer.
The hiccup is anticipated, but so fucking awkward, because the timing couldn't be worse. I just want to write, damn it. I'll have pens and a notebook -- I wouldn't cut myself off cold turkey, that's just cruel -- but it's not the same thing.
*sob*
On the bright side, those 10 days without a computer are the fuck-it days on holiday, which should reset my work-irritation levels, but really will be the only holiday I'll be able to have until mid October, at the earliest, because I've gotten word of Too Much Work with a throttling deadline that will be hitting me over the summer. So, may as well get the sunshine while I can, yeah?