It’s much worse than the graph lets on. I’m rewriting the opening. Some of the stuff I have now is bound to be tossed.

Early days, and, to be frank, typical. Only plus is that when I worked at Walmart I never came home and wrote. These days, it’s easier.

Finishing the first novel might have helped with that.

Anyways, the goal is finishing Novel #2. The deadline is only there to push me down the path. I should be able to catch up Monday and Tuesday. If not, Wednesday and Thursday are my weekend. Should be able to catch up there.

All this aside, I’m happier tonight than last night, and that’s what counts.

I keep saying to myself.