Work would be easier if it was always just about the writing. I’ve spent the last couple hours doing *work*, but this is “answer craploads of email and go through a million files” kind of work, which is just as wearying and time-consuming as actually writing, but doesn’t end up with more pages piled up on-
OH IT’S WEDNESDAY! HOORAY! I *thought* it was Wednesday, but then I got it in my head it was Thursday! I have a whole extra day! Wow, that makes me feel better!
Ahem.
-anyway. Doesn’t end up with more pages piled up on the “this half of the manuscript is finished” side of the revision stack. I’d *hoped* the whole manuscript would be on that half of the stack by today, but, well, nope. I’m more than halfway through, though. *chugga chugga chugga*
Oh, God, wow, I’m all light and frothy and happy now that it’s only Wednesday. I don’t feel nearly so far behind or, oddly, nearly so panicked about getting some half-beyond-my-control work done.
Back on my head!
(x-posted from
the essential kit)