Ending Word Count: 30,118
Mondays are hard. Three hours of cognitive rehab sessions leave me drained…and there is always a mad scramble to get all my preform organized and ready for the sessions.
Working toward the end of the first act and the excitement at what’s planned kept me going today. It will have to care me through tomorrow as well.
See, tomorrow is the first anniversary of my death. But to paraphrase Monty Python *SPOLER ALERT* I got better. The rest of tonight and tomorrow is for reflection. For counting my blessings.
For using this gift of additional time to write stories.
Tomorrow is a big day. Glad I’m still here to share it with you.
Once I finish Act One tomorrow, I’ll post a much longer blurb. But for now, be at peace.