Last weekend I wrote about 4000 words on the second book. And since then I haven’t looked at it. It was the beginning of the semester, a very rough beginning with me on;y finding our for sure what I will be teaching yesterday.
I did little else over the weekend but write. I felt like I was making progress. And then it was Monday morning. And now it is Wednesday with no writing having been done since Sunday. I am hoping that knowing what is happening this semester will help me write on a more regular basis. I have to spend too much time getting back into it when I write so sporadically. But I accept that, sometimes at least, I just have to be grateful for whatever time I have to put in on it. The important thing is progress. And I am making progress!