We count days. We count moments. We count successes.
I have an edit to send off today; another to finish by next Friday and some awaiting my return.
I have a writer’s retreat to plan for in 11 days’ time. I need it!
I have another short story about to be finished today and one to write next week that’s already settling inside my head.
I like lists. I like countdowns. I like order.
The plan for the retreat, apart from the need to rest, and rest I must, is to plan and start the rework of Chutney after its rest.
I count words. I count. I am the countess.
What about you?