Back to the Grind

(This post originally appeared in full on my LinkedIn)

Starting the new schedule was a great step. It gave me the space I needed to write without interruptions.

But coming back to that schedule after taking time off to care for, and then mourn, my dad was a much more difficult adjustment than the first time.

I still did it, of course. And this time it was cold turkey. I didn’t ease in over two weeks, I just ripped the bandaid off and started back up at 4:30 am.

I keep saying this, but writing is the only thing I’ve ever wanted to do. And I know this is what my dad would want: for me to keep striving, keep pushing.

I’m at 54000 words. Once these last scenes are done I’ll splice the two stories together. Then editing. Let the torment begin.