It's Friday. My brain is numb. My fingers ache. I spilled coffee on my keyboard. (But it was the dog's fault, not mine) The rain won't stop, and now we might be in the path of a hurricane. Gee! It's a conspiracy! I make a commitment to write and the whole universe spins out of control. But I'm not stopping till Fast Draft is done and I have my manuscript ready. Well, ready for revisions. Then the real fun starts. NOT!
Tired, frustrated, but pushing on!