OK, not even 9 a.m. and the writing is done for today, guess that hiccup of yesterday just needs to be accepted and I need to move on and stop wndering what made me question everything.

The most surprising thing is that it is a huge time killer to stop and read the draft anymore. Of course, every read I do is read aloud, and things get corrected, awkward phrases reworked, so it’s not quite just reading. But still, it is a lot of text.

I think there is no option anymore but pushing through to the end. By this time next month, it might well be finished. Or not.

In any event, it is now time for me to hit the gym, and to make up with Jane Austen upon my return, as she also got neglected yesterday.

And tonight, culinary delights await! Mmmmm…

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