Words did not come easily this morning. And of course just as I am finding my groove, 45 minutes into my writing time, the alarm that means “it’s time to dress for work” went off.
609 words. I worked for them. It was like pulling teeth.
…dragon teeth? I mean, what else has that many to pull in one sitting?
And now every time I sit down to write for the next week I’m going to be picturing myself as a dentist yanking things out of a dragon’s jaw. Awesome. Way to go, Lily.