This past extended weekend, Moonrat, aka Editorial Ass convened a group of us to commit to a day of writing, nothing but writing. Blizzards, chipped teeth, birthdays, kids, and life interfered, but we got yogic in our attitudes and worked around our interruptions.
I got in four hour blocks on Friday and Saturday, producing 3,800 new words on two outstanding scenes for PURE. I also ploughed through a second revision of a 36 page chunk of the novel, did some research on scales used to assess mania and anxiety in mouse models, and edited two poems and a quick run through of a short I'll submit today or tomorrow.
Success, I'd say. Between writing and shoveling, the old posterior seems quite a bit tighter.
Thanks Moonie and the rest of you gracing her WYAOD Wall of Fame!
Live hard, write harder...