Well, I do believe the time has come to return to the real world of make-believe. And by that I mean I had a wonderful visit with my older boy and let myself wallow a bit when he returned home last week. So now it’s time to start writing again. I have no excuses and nothing to keep me from putting pen to paper. Or fingers to keyboard, as the case may be.
Because of my son’s much-welcomed and highly treasured visit, and the all-too-predictable funk when he left, I have not been very productive at all for several weeks. But I’m ready to get back into the swing of things, and to start tackling my ROW80 goals again.
I can’t say that much progress has been happening lately. But I have sporadically written in my journal and I’ve read a couple short stories. The current deadline for 12 Short Stories is next week, so maybe I’ll be able to meet that one. All this means is that I haven’t exactly been great about meeting goals, but I haven’t altogether abandoned them, either. So things could be worse. I’ll take it!