I need to be able to type with my brain. My arms hurt. Well, arm. Shoulder. Whatever. Once it becomes physically uncomfortable to work my brain collapses pretty fast. I might try moving out to the kitchen again and seeing if the different sitting structure helps.
Just made it to page 350, after spending a great deal of time between 290 and 310. Let’s hear it for chapters that are easy to fit right back into the story. I have about 60 pages left. I think pretty much exactly half of them need to be *completely* rewritten. I may have to also write another chapter. I am hoping the scene I really love will fit into the end of the book; it needs to, because of where I want Jo to be at the end of this story, but I’m not sure if it strictly fits. I will see. Hopefully it’ll work.
Last night, after my brain died, I came upstairs to work on rewriting my Chance script, which is my reward for doing all my big revision work on CD. Trip said, “You’re working to reward yourself for work. I think, Miz Kit, that you may have a bad case of Work Ethic.” *laugh*
I think I’m going to give myself the next couple of hours off, and go to the gym and stop at the store to buy something to cook for dinner, and get some apples and things. I’ve hit the minimum number of pages I need to do today, so if I don’t get any more done, well, that will be all right. But I think if I take a couple hours off I might be able to work again tonight. Even if I just get one more scene rewritten that’d be a big goodness. :)