This week, nothing has gone as planned. My dad is in the hospital, soon to move to rehab for a few weeks. Nick left us unexpectedly. My recovery has been longer than I would like, mostly with lots of sleeping.
And finally, and I suppose, most importantly in the world of my work. I was halfway through the edit of Full Sail and had a terrible realization. It needs a major rewrite from start to finish.
I was distressed at the prospect, until…well…the rest of the week happened. Now, at least I know the rewrite is under my control. And somehow, I find comfort in that as I tackle it, chapter by chapter, as the rest of the world swirls past me.
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