
Who needs breathing anyway? [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
I’m plugging away with my latest manuscript, the one that hit me over the head on November 1st. I’m in the middle of smoothing out the rough draft, and it feels like I’m not making any progress at all. But I’ve noticed that progress is sneaky. One day I’ll look up and notice that I’ve actually gotten through the worst of it.
This is not that day, alas. But one day soon, hopefully, I’ll be through this patch.