Hey guys, sorry about not answering any comments on that last post. As you know I've been pouring myself into my manuscript and I haven't taken much time out for anything else. And when I say I 'haven't taken much time', I mean I really haven't done anything else.
Just been writing.
Literally. I've been missing meals, getting less than five hours of sleep a night, and ignoring each and every real world attempt to delay the finishing of my book. And let me tell you, that lasts one's like a swordfight -- block, parry, lunge, riposte... (and that's all the swordfighting words I know).
For the past month, I've been writing fifteen pages a day**, but since my last 'WIP Wednesday' update, I've gotten that up to twenty-five. No exaggeration. I really started to think I could finish that sucker today, but then my kids all had the day off from school and they've been tapping me on the shoulder and whining and saying things like, "Please Daddy, don't blog today, spend time with us instead."
Pshaw... kids just don't get it, do they?
So I'll finish it up tomorrow. Friday easily. And then I can go back to being a lazy slob who wastes his time playing Uno and Skip-bo and X-Box with his kids.
Or maybe I should start editing, I don't know.
(**I'm legally obligated to disclose that this figure does not include weekends. I'm in no way a writer on the weekends because weekends still belong to my family.)