Yesterday’s words flowed like crunchy peanut butter, which is to say, not at all and with lots of bumps and sticky ickiness. (I don’t like peanut butter.)

End of the day, however, 1439 of them, not including all the ones I deleted along the way.

Today is the first day of October and I’ve decided that my goal is to finish writing the first draft of A Gift of Time by the end of October, Halloween. I’m at a little more than 50K words, many of them already much revised, so it’s a goal that’s definitely achievable.

Back in therapy school, I learned about SMART goals: specific, measurable, attainable, realistic, and … T, what did that T stand for? Oh, right, time-bound. (Although in looking that up, I’ve discovered that the R actually stands for relevant, which doesn’t work so well for me, so I shall ignore that detail.) So my smart goal: a first draft by the end of October.

And my short-term smart goal: 1000 words today. Now off to do it!