After two slow weeks, I had what is, for me, a good writing week. 3022 words done, for a total of 69443 on the novel. Very satisfying.
It is hard for me to tell, when I have these tough writing periods, whether I’m actually procrastinating or scared to write, or whether my sub-brain is working out plot details without telling me. Sometimes it seems like both, and I don’t know until some story parts finally burst through.
Weather has turned lovely here, and my tomato seedlings look great. I need to do some digging this week, as well as some writing. Fingers and toes crossed for a productive week on all fronts.