Schedules and Not

Apparently, flu/pneumonia/acute bronchitis can knock me on my ass, literally, for three weeks. There's a permanent indent in my couch now. My husband, in his love and care for me, made me promise I would quit my workaholic ways for the duration of the being sick. My schedule went out the window. The good thing is I'm ok with that and I came to the conclusion that I needed to be funnier. So I started this blog, Pardon My French, and another screenplay instead of working.

Scheduling

Maybe it had something to do with the new year, or maybe it was just the long weekend and staying in my pyjamas most of yesterday, but I scheduled out the next four months of writing. The goal is a chapter a week until the skeleton of my book is finished. Chapter 6 is due to be done this Friday, ugly or not.

This was my original plan when I started writing the book—a chapter a week. Despite derailments, I am back and I will muddle through, whether I like what comes out or not. That is for the rewriting process. The point is to get it out and get it finished so I can get to the real work of rewriting.