A breather, a pause, a chance to take a deep breath and go for it

It should have been a week of enjoying time away from work, and letting the Christmas atmosphere soak in. As it turns out, we had a week of the whole family getting ill. Luckily, we’re all OK. Nothing serious. Nothing like what some other’s have had to go through this Christmas.

I’m not sure how much writing I expected to get done in the last week, but it was probably a bit more than the zero word count I actually managed. This isn’t a bad thing. This is my breather. I’m taking this moment and letting it dance around my synapses. In the next week, I’ll be back to writing 500 words a day, but until that happens, I’ll be here waiting.