Today's writing session helped me break through my clogged little chapter nine.
I see light at the end of the tunnel.
Only five more chapters to go before I start from the beginning edit it alllllll over again! But I'm getting way too ahead of myself.
As an aside, I'm currently reading Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand and if you've ever read it before, you'll probably remember that it's a frigging HUGE book -- 1150+ pages in the hardcover edition. So far, I'm on page 230 and it's fantastic; but it's due back at the library by next Friday--so, uh, no pressure there, huh?
It's funny because I was at the Greenlake Community Center playroom today with Mr. Na and I pulled the book out of my knapsack and began to read when this woman came up to me and said,
"Oh, that's such a great book. How do you manage to get through something like that in here?"
I laughed because I hardly noticed the high-pitched shrieks and annoying sounds coming from the assorted, woebegone toys until she said something.
"Well," I said, "if I can make it through a whole page without having to find my child or break up a fight over a toy, I consider that a success!"
She warned me about the three hour long speech in the middle of the book that takes, like three hours to get through--so I guess I won't be reading that at the playroom.
Maybe I'll try and get an extension and read that passage on the beach!