Today I: cleaned the house, had my computer fixed (YAY!!), followed up on emails, recruited one writer for the mask project, read a ton of slush, took care of my two children, won a copy of Allen K’s Inhuman on Twitter, and almost finished my WIP. Due to that crazy grab bag of wonders called Life, certain sections in this piece are emotionally difficult for me to deal with right now. I needed to step back temporarily.
My writer’s group begins in one hour, and my piece is Not. Quite. Finished. A nearly-finished piece might anger the mob. Ever been bitten by an irate wombat? It ain’t pretty.
Think I can make it? I’ll take that as a challenge.