Heading back to my 536 words of proposal with a deep desire to wrap the thing today so that I’ll still have at least twenty days to revise HAWKSPAR.
Wish me luck, light me a candle, send a little prayer for focus up for me: I’d appreciate any good thoughts right now.
I didn’t wake up with the defining "ah-ha" that would let me know the subconscious spent the night putting things in order for me, so I’m not starting into this with that wonderful feeling of direction I so desperately need right now.
Didn’t have any nightmares either, though — tally that up on the side of all that is good and pure. And I actually slept through the night, something I’ve been doing a lot more lately.
On to work.