It’s going to be brutal this year, after a nearly two-month dry spell where I couldn’t—okay, wouldn’t—put my butt in a chair and work my fingers to the bone.
Let’s see, I write about 600-750 words an hour on a good day, so that’s like…OMG, two and a half to three hours of writing. It’s going to kill me.*
*Please accept my apologies for the OTT sarcasm. :D I’m feeling peppy today.
*No, really, it is, because making myself stay focused that long is going to take a lot of work!