Today, I have to pick up a bunch of stones and some small crushed stones and put those under a rain tank.
This isn’t exactly how I want to spend one of my writing days. In fact, it’s approximately the exact opposite from how I want to spend my day. But it has to get done, so… I’m doing it. What other choice is there?
With some luck, I’ll get a few thousand words written between stupid manual labour tasks (to be clear, people who enjoy or do manual labour aren’t stupid: the task that I have to do is itself stupid). I’m on track to be finished this first draft before the end of the month, and I’d really like to stick with that.
Hope everyone out there is staying safe and healthy!