This week’s post continues Chapter 19 (1.19.3).
Coughing even less – but not yet gone. 40 days. Wow.
I’m starting to wonder if I’m sabotaging myself! But we continue, and the hard parts are coming nicely, and another chunk finally got written this morning.
I have found out something odd: that when something is very close to you, the fiction and the reality overlap in a disconcerting way. I guess I should have expected it, and I did, but not in today’s writing piece, in this physical way.
NJ is again NOT covered in snow – but we were very icy, and had to chop ice off the windshield to see out. Going out is dicey and slippery. The thin layer of black ice is treacherous, and the driveway apron seemed a lot farther down to the street than it should be.
One very large personal knot has started resolving, and that always helps – some things in life ARE more important than writing, at least in crisis mode. And I can do one or the other, but rarely both.
Please let me know if this scene is too much.
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