Reboot

I’m baaack (well, getting there).
Been down and out for a while. Two weeks ago one of my sisters came for a visit, and the day after she left I got blindsided by a nasty case of bronchitis. I don’t get sick often, and the dog was completely freaked out by all the coughing–I think she was actually afraid of me.

Or maybe it was the smell of vapo-rub.

Anyway, the antibiotics have done most of the heavy lifting, and now I’m reporting (back) for duty. I did almost no writing at all last week, and was too sick to even care, really.
But this morning, the idea of getting back in the saddle seems pretty daunting. I’ve written less than 10K words this month and the month is nearly over. There’s been a lot of talk on the writers forums about productivity lately, and my plan for this year was to exceed what I did last year. But I was supposed to have finished the outline for my next novel by now and be writing it already. So much to do this year and I’m behind schedule and it’s only January and cripes I hate that!

So I’ve decided to reboot.

I’m tagging up and starting over. There’s a lot to be said for slow and steady. The only way to eat an elephant is one bite at a time. A few words today, a few more tomorrow. The words will come, they always do. Rather than stress about what I didn’t do this month, I’m retting the clock and starting over.

February is the new January.