I have still written every day.
Today, I am still on track. Even if I do not write another word today I am still on track; up by 280 words. I knew this would be the slow down time, with the plays. And it's all fine.
I have some built in writing times every week and a writing retreat at the end of the month. Yes, the writing retreat I usually do more toward the middle of the month - but it was delayed this year by theatre. Two of my passions which are vying for time: writing and theatre, rinse, repeat. No complaints, an admission that sometimes there are not enough hours in a week for me to do everything I'd like to do. That's life and I know it.
So. The writing itself is going. I am writing what I need to be writing and I am making progress.
No, no story synopsis to share. No excerpts. Just a vagueness that I am still writing, writing every day, and keeping up a decent pace.
