Approaching the Middle

All in all, 87,000 words in three months isn’t bad. For me. I think this draft will hit 100,000, which will be fine, because I know for sure I need to make some big edits. I’m talking highlighting and deleting entire paragraphs. Even after all these words, I still like it. It’s still a story I want to read.

I took an accidental week off for my birthday, between the actual days off when my family was visiting and the three days beforehand when I had to deep clean and tidy my entire house to make it presentable for guests for the first time in over two years. Then I had to deep clean and tidy my self to make it presentable. It was a whole thing.

Then there was the almost-week when I couldn’t sit thanks to an injured tailbone and my standing desk hadn’t arrived yet.

First quarter of 2022 has been a real grab bag, let me tell you.

I keep thinking of projects I want to get done, and I keep adding them to my list of “things to get done in the week after finishing this draft while it’s set aside so I can approach it with fresh eyes after not seeing it for a while.” Surely I can paint the entire bedroom, touchup all the trim, do all the annual spring chores, fix the half dozen smaller household tasks, and do a bunch of not-writing-but-writing-related work in the span of a week, right? Right?

And so I say I’m approaching the middle. The book may be almost done, but that’s only half the journey. Once I finish it, the new adventures begins.

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