For the first time ever, I’m facing the possibility that I might not make my word goal for this month, due to this trip I’m on. All my time has been taken up with family and with going through my mom’s things to help out my dad.
Yesterday, after working all day, my brother and his wife and my husband and son left to go on a hike. I didn’t go with them because I was wearing flip flops and I’m not interested in hiking in flip flops.
Instead I came back to our lodgings and had a little time to WRITE. I passed the 10,000 word mark at last—but that’s still not even a quarter of the way there and the month is half over.
Of course, family trumps writing—but I’m still hoping to pull off a spectacular save before the end of the month.