I’ll be digging fenceposts today.
Backbreaking work, I know, but boundaries have to be set… now.
After hours of plowing through the dastardly Chapter One of The Hushing Days yesterday and hitting rocks at every turn of word, I realized that a rework time limit must be up by tonight or…
My OCD will NEVER let the darn manuscript go.
As in, never ever.
Yep, fenceposts today.
Barbed wire tonight.
Pack of border collies tomorrow.