Got in about an hour of work or a little more this morning before getting interrupted. The phone rang and caller ID told me it was a client. It was one of those choice moments--phone in hand, novel on the computer screen in front of me. The clock says I'm still in the time devoted to novel writing. And I answered the phone. My rationale was that if I let it go to voicemail it was going to be a big hassle connecting with this client again later.
So in every way, just about every time I'm challenged, I fail to protect the time that I say is devoted to my novel writing.
That's the most self-flagellating way to look at it. More charitably, when push comes to shove I have to earn a living to support working on the novel. And just because I don't follow a plan perfectly doesn't mean it's no good having a plan or that progress isn't being made.
Going by page counts alone I'm on track to finish Chapter 4 tomorrow, but in reality the hardest work is in the pages that are remaining, so more likely it will take me the rest of the week to finish.
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