Whoa... where'd the time go?

Okay, I've been thinking about blogging, meaning to... even have some burning hot topics I want (need) to get off my chest. Trust me, the spirit's willing but the flesh is otherwise engaged. Engaged in a war of wills... time... energy... parenting. (Parenting a teenager! Ahhh... ) And engaged in writing. I have over 150 pages now... 8 chapters left to go. I KNOW how it ends. It's getting good and exciting.

8 chapters x 10 pages per chapter (approx)... that's so doable it's silly. It's a walk in the park. It's easy-peasy... I could do it in a week, if I had to. (First draft quality.) In fact I've written that much in a weekend. Yes. I'm close. I can almost taste it. And I'm getting very grumpy about interruptions that interfere with my writing day.

I'm also entering the first 10 pages -- and ONLY the first 10 pages -- in an upcoming contest. In the last two weeks I bet I have reworked those first 10 pages oh, maybe 15 times... which means I could have finished the book by now.

On my wonderful husband's recommendation I printed out an entire copy. He's right, it might be low tech but it's the best back up for the money. Worst case scenerio I retype. I've got to say that 150 feels... well, beefy!

I impressed myself. I'll blog again when first draft is done.