I had good times, I had bad times and then I started feeling desperate because I was kind of stuck (though I actually wasn’t, it was more like an illusion). And then I hit 75 pages and decided that damn right I’m going to do this.
Yesterday evening, at 78 pages I told Miccoh that I was going to hit 80 during the evening and then write ten pages on both weekend days. Today I just sat down and wrote what is currently 12 pages and now I’m happily standing at 94 pages. That is almost 95 which is only five pages away from winning (ooh, mathematics…) and then the sun will shine and all my problems will be gone forever.
Now I’m going to bake a cake (it’s my dad’s birthday tomorrow but the real reason is of course Screnzy :D ) and then watch some comedy and maybe write, maybe not. I’ve got tomorrow and the rest of the month, I’m not in a hurry anymore.
