I'm almost four weeks into writing my novel. Has it really been that long?
I got no writing done last week because we had to put my dog to sleep and the whole week just got shot. My efforts to write today were overrun with taking out trash, vacuuming, mopping, and trying to push some computer sense into my parents who were doing their taxes.
Its funny how a loss can turn your whole life upside down and shake it until all of the parts come lying at your feet.
Meanwhile, today's effort to sit and write was thwarted by my own lack of self discipline, but I hope that this week will be better.