It's been one rough weekend in the non-writing life area. I wasn't certain I'd be able to sit down long enough to finish the 50,000 word goal--especially after having to take a family member to the emergency room. Many writers claim how writing can be therapy. I'm here to say this is proof. I was stressed, exhausted, and worried but when I made myself open up the file, I was able to finish and then sleep well. Okay, so I did take my sleep aid but that's okay.
I like to dangle a carrot for myself to finish challenges like this. This year's is the new Enya album. I can't buy it until the 6th but who cares? I made it!
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