My grandmother’s health has deteriorated rapidly in the last week and a half. I moved my trip to Omaha from next Wednesday to yesterday (Tues, 5/17). I spent Monday and Tuesday morning cleaning, packing, and generally getting my ducks in row. (Eric was a big help in the duck organization. He called Southwest twice(!) to get our tickets straightened out. He’ll be up next week.) The rest of Tuesday was spent traveling and seeing family. I narrowly averted a suitcase catastrophe and had my first backscatter x-ray at the airport. The TSA officer still had to fondle my pony-tail to make sure I wasn’t packing heat in my frizz.
So, no writing progress since last week. I’ve brought stuff along, but the notion of getting something done is optimistic. I’d really like to get back to Luck for Hire after this Round of Words, and that should be doable since my goal is to finish this bunch of edits in two weeks and I’ll have three weeks between getting back to Tempe and the end of the round. Still, I’m antsy.
And anxious and sad and a few other things.
Have a good week of writing, folks. Make it count.