Cancer treatment…done—next!
The radiation treatment is finished! Yay! Check it off.
Actually, Double Yay!, because my behind has been seriously dragging for the last week, probably due to accumulated radiation fatigue–they said it would make me drag, and they were right. It’s hard to motivate myself to write when all I really want to do is take a nap.
I had to delete ten pages of last weekend’s work because, reading over it a couple of days later, I realized that it didn’t make any sense and didn’t fit with the rest of the plot. Drat. Dang. Bad Words, Bad Words, Bad Words. Apparently that’s what happens when I try to write instead of taking that nap. But now I’m done and it’s not a problem.
Just in time, too. I need to hurry up and finish the first draft of The Valois Contingency, because other characters are starting to tap me on the shoulder and say, “Hey, Val, when you get a minute….” And I’ll have that minute just as soon as I get this draft finished—another 15,000 words at the most.
And then I’ll be able to check that off my to-do list, too. Woot!
Yay! Woot! Party?
Right on. Or is that, Write on?