Today is the 100th day of my sabbatical, Gentle Reader, and I’ve not accomplished as much as I would have liked by this point. BUT! But I have a plan, and I think it’s a doable plan with a December due date scheduled, so we will see if I can get it done.
This week, I need to finish editing our proofs for our ADAPTATION collection, which is pressing with a Saturday deadline. That takes precedence. Proofing is hard, tedious work, because you’re reading word by word, and have to take breaks every two pages so you don’t get, what I call, snow-blindness (the white of the page overwhelms you and you can’t focus on the words anymore).
And I’m still fighting hard against a depression, and I confess, it got to me yesterday. Apathy settled in and I just DID. NOT. CARE. ABOUT. ME. I’m worried about friends and family and the world, and it was too much, all at once.