Where has the beginning of the week gon

e? Ugh. Okay, now I’m beginning to feel stressed. I had so much I wanted to accomplish this week, and so far, I haven’t come close to doing it. I helped out in Daredevil’s kindergarten class this morning, and will again, tomorrow, because they are going on a field trip to the apple orchard.

So, that has wiped out two of my mornings where I’d hoped to get some quiet writing time in.

It’s time for me to take a deep breath. I really want to finish this ms (rough–not polished) by the end of the month, which gives me, what, about two more weeks? To do it, I’ll have to dig deep–really deep–and just write. Don’t overanalyze, don’t freak out, just write. Whew. Easier said than done. Especially since I’m wrestling with one particular issue: I know exactly where I need to go, but I’m having trouble getting it on the page.

Time to muddle through it, I guess, but boy do I hate that “muddling” feeling.