This weekend was a flurry of unexpected changes, child illness, and frustration. I haven’t written more than 1k words in days. Even now I’m supposed to be working on my Nano novel while a sick baby lays at my feet squealing at his toys and his older sister (also sick) asks me a million questions that I don’t know how to answer about the world she is playing in Minecraft. Moments like this are when I admire authors like Rowling the most.
Finalists are announced January 1st, so I will be on the edge of my seat the next 6 weeks. Cross your fingers!