The day before yesterday I worked on the next chapter. Yesterday I did no work at all, because I was in Seattle most of the day. Today I did very little in terms of pushing words around - at least on screen, I've done a bit in my head in the meantime. Tomorrow we've got company coming in, and when this particular friend's in town things turn to chat and photography and all like that so it's going to be a social day, and no words will be pushed around. Sunday there are other plans, Monday I may have plumbers coming in (they said they'd come next week) and Wednesday I've a handyman fellow coming in to do odd jobs around the house which have accumulated over the last couple of months, ranging from rebuilding a wall in the back of the laundry to putting back together a ktichen drawer that's come apart on us.
It's like the Universe has decided that No Writing Shall Be Done, and the days are slipping away, and aaaargh. As it were.
Tomorrow, socialising or no socialising, if it's done on the stroke of midnight, I WILL add at least a couple of hundred words to the chapter in progress. I will. I *WILL*. Dammit.
Anyway, you know you're having a week with interesting karma when the property taxes bill and the car insurance bill and the credit card bill all arrive on the same day and sit there on your desk staring you down.
We shall overcome. But no word counts will be posted until I have something that I can actually put on here without having to hide my head in shame about it.