|Me: *Cough, cough* I can't write. I'm sick. WIP*: BOO, you whore! Me: :O|
I think this cold has been upon me since Sunday. And I've mostly...sort of...barely been pushing through it. Last night the word count was dismal. As in, I wrote a few hundred words.
Sensing how slow the progress was going and that maybe what I really needed was rest and an early start today, I left the cafe BEFORE they kicked me out (oh there are stories!) and went to bed.
So here's to another mind-blowing word count day. Fingers crossed that my extra bit of sleep allows me to push past the cold. And also what has suddenly become a daunting word count.
How are you guys doing?
*Yes my WIP looks like Regina George! Because that's what life-ruiners look like. Or...things you love to pieces but are just terrified you won't finish by your deadline.