I have what, maybe 1500 words to go, but man, the writing, she is like pulling teeth this morning. Mostly, I think, because it’s VERY BEAUTIFUL out and I wanna go out and play rather than stay in my dull dark little corner and write.
600 more words and I can do that.
(Except in 600 more words I ought to be feeling like I can just finish up real quick before doing other things, but don’t tell my brain that, ok? I’m trying to trick it.)
600 more words and I can go *biking*.
*looks encouraging at her brain*