I forgot, Gentle Reader, how happy writing progress makes me. I got up and wrote this morning with my coffee as I used to years ago, and I finished a chapter in MARVEL. It’s not perfect, but it’s written. That’s what matters.
I think I’ve been focused so much on making things perfect that I forgot sometimes just writing is the important thing.
What are you working on today, Friends?
The Postmodern Bluestocking 
Today, I’m working on a short story that I will be submitting to guest blog elsewhere. I’m basically ignoring my math books (I have an exam on monday) and writing. Even now, when I’ve taken a break to have dinner, I itch to go back to write. It feels wonderful, seeing my words in ink on paper.
yay! Congrats!!!