I had a plan.
Part of that plan included a strict schedule.
And a calendar.
And a deadline.
Actually, several deadlines.
Then, the day before the plan was to go into effect ...
Some things happened.
Now I have to put my plan on hold.
Because things happened.
What was the plan?
To write 3,000 words a day.
To finish a novel in one month. At least the first draft.
Now I can't do that.
Because things happened.
Argh!
2 comments:
My job is so feast or famine that it's very very hard to schedule ahead of time and keep to it. I might get started running and have two good days with lots of time to write, and then all hell breaks loose and no time to write for three days. things happen. Truer words were never said. Hope those things clear up soon.
There is always the inverse: that nothing happens. Perhaps a worse-of-two-evils?
Hope you're back on schedule soon!
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