I don’t think I’ve had a coherent thought, beyond ‘go to sleep’ and ‘holy cow, cheese scones have a lot of calories in them,’ all day.

I was up numerous times in the night trying to calm down Louis who has picked up some nasty cough and was quite wheezy. I had trouble sleeping to begin with and then had to get up to feed Elena a couple of times as well… it all added up to a pathetic smidgen of sleep.

So today was pretty much a write-off from the beginning. The overall goal: sleep.

But Elena isn’t having that. I think I got a nap this afternoon but it felt like I was woken just after I nodded off. The clock tells me differently, but my head doesn’t believe it.

Right now Louis is playing happily on the couch, and Elena is bouncing/dancing in the Jolly Jumper to a little Billy Joel. I sat down to work on my chapter one fix-ups. I got some great advice and ideas from The Other Writer’s Group on Saturday night and now I just need to apply it. I need to find a smooth way to integrate a few tit-bits about the exact setting and circumstances of the opening scene so that it makes more sense. It seemed easy at the outset, but sitting down ten minutes ago I drew a whole lot of blanks.

So I wrote this instead. Perhaps I’ll make another coffee and try again once Elena has gone down for a nap.

At least Louis is a placid invalid. That should be conducive to productivity. I doubt he’ll be going to nursery tomorrow. My chances of finishing this draft by Friday are not looking great. But I’m too tired to care.

One thought to “a coherent thought”

  • Hélène

    Hang on in there…

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