Well-laid plans have a glorious and terribly irritating ability to laugh in your face, right before they crumble into a bazillion tiny pieces and disintegrate into nothingness. Yesterday I decided Friday would be a day off with a reasonable bedtime. Silly me. I stayed up much too late, creating new images, tweaking documents, taking notes, re-reading passages, and writing 300 brand spanking extra words before falling asleep.
Today the preset on my coffee maker malfunctioned. Someone had the nerve to suggest it might have been operator error, but I refuse to entertain such a wild notion. Whatever the reason, instead of the expected pleasant and serene early morning silence, I woke to the crash, boom, bang of life in overdrive. At least there was piping hot coffee with one touch of a button. Now, we are working on Plan B.
Are you writing for NaNo?
How is Day 7 progressing?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
I am so far down the alphabet now, it’s just not funny any more… but every day I keep trying… I must be crazy!
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You aren’t crazy. When something is important to you, you do what you can, and keep trying. Everything will work out as it should. 😊💗
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I wish I could be so confident!
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Thank you for sharing. 💗🖋🙏
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Thank you for sharing. 🍁🍃🍂
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Always happy to read and share your posts, Dear!!!
😁💕🌹🌹
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