I was cooking along quite nicely tonight catching up on the writing when I realized that it was almost midnight already and I had only sped thru 2,000 or so words.
I worked all day and my eyelids are starting to droop. Tomorrow I go to a class on commercial licenses all day. The dog had to be walked for over an hour before he would do his business. My feet hurt and I’m tired. I need sleep.
I now realize the reason it was so easy for me to write the last two books is because I had no job and I just stayed at home writing all the time. Reality is kicking in and it’s kicking my butt. I have four days left to come up with 37,000 words. I better get back to it…