unplugs me from the internet, and fixes up some kind of reward system to feed me chocolate and dripfeed me coffee – the chances of me finishing this first draft by Christmas are non existent.
It is slowly moving along, a few hundred words or so every other day. Maybe it’s just that I am tired after nanowrimo, maybe it’s just that my attention has been distracted by pointlessly worrying about things I have absolutely no influence over…or maybe I just don’t have this last part of the story so clear in my mind yet.
It is still possible that I might finish by the end of the year though.
Which would go some way towards making this year feel like it hadn’t been a complete waste.
So kick me if you see me wasting too much time on Facebook…or putting together potentially useful but also time draining pieces like this About Me page.
Ann