Sleepy, but life is good. Was up until about 02:30am this morning, writing and making random notes. I put together a timeline for the events I’ll be writing about next, which I probably should have started doing as I was writing the other books, but oh well.
Then to bed for a few hours, and up at 06:45am to head to work. And a ton of stuff to do there, which has been … weirdly rewarding. Where did this work ethic come from?
And where did this week go?
Just about ready to start my writing and word-counts, but I really don’t want to start biting off too much considering the busy time we have coming up – and, you know, the fact that my previous book isn’t back from editing and ready for publication yet. So I guess I can hold off.
For a bit.