Man, oh man. Where did the day go?
Up early to the gym, home in time for a cup of coffee, then the rest. Out the door, up the stairs, in the shower, at the keyboard.
Wrote and edited into the afternoon. Took a late break and went to Starbucks, downtown. Came home and wrote critiques for my N stories. Some near misses this time around. Finished sending them off and found three new ones in my inbox.
Hoped to get more reading in, but didn't have time. Tonight maybe. Still have another story or two in the Sea Maiden collection.
All that hope I was feeling at the beginning of the week is starting to wane. Why is that?