Yesterday I said,
So today, my goal, and it's a small one, because I never have time to myself at home, my editing is going to happen for the thirty minutes I sit outside Mr. Cynic's bass lesson. In the car. Blissfully alone with my manuscript and a purple pen.
And I did it. I edited right up to the big scene I still need to write. Guess what's next? After tomorrow's special person birthday, and the weekends' festivities, of course...
I may even squeeze a little writing in on Friday morning before the half-day of school lets out, during Toots's Sesame Street session.
Wish me luck!