My office is back to normal, though. The windows are finished, the trim installed, the debris from the handy-man tornado put back to rights. I even took the door of the hinges, and it’s made a world of difference in how dark and closed in the room sometimes felt.
Tomorrow, I do nothing but write, and walk the dog.
There have been too many “tomorrows” in these posts lately. But instead of hiding, I will keep posting the truth of the matter, day-by-day, of the words I do or do not write.
(Because there is no try.)
You’re going to see a big number up there in the title of the next entry. BIG.
(Won’t even tag this one as ‘wordcount’, cause there isn’t any!)