Started but unfinished: 30, 34,
That's two yesterday and two this morning. I'm still in my pajamas. My agenda for the day is lunch with Rachel and book. I could possibly manage to sort the laundry and make a quick library/PO run, but basically, book it is. Book book book. I think I need to add "not book" to the agenda. Some yoga, that kind of thing. Something that will keep me from just going and going and going until I fall over.
Note that Chapter 30 is still not finished. I am so glad I don't write sequentially, it's not even funny. I am trying not to obsess about Chapter 30. The fact that it's the earliest unfinished chapter should mean nothing. It doesn't matter if I finish it next or last. Nobody will judge anything based on that. I could write in reverse order from here on out, and nobody would ever care, or even know if I wasn't telling you. I could draw chapter numbers from a hat, and as long as I wrote them, nobody would care how I picked which one to write next.
Still. It just sits there. And Chapter 34 is looking quite friendly, and then it's a big jump to 48.
Nobody cares, M'ris. Just write.