I started back into typing last night. It was one of those “I’ll just set this timer for thirty minutes and stop,” kind of things that turned into, “Wow, that thirty minutes went by awfully fast but I have to finish this scene so I’ll reset it,” to “Timer? What timer?”
The good news is that I’m out of the worst of the red ink. Whole sections are now going by with only a minor word change here and there. If only it would last.
Amy Keeley 