I worked yesterday from 5:00 in the morning until 2:00, taking short breaks to eat. This morning I woke at 3:30 and got up at 4:00. It’s almost 6:00 now and I’ve just read through and lightly edited yesterday’s pages: ouch! A first draft can be so sketchy.
I remind myself that I have to be careful right now not to get sick. It’s easy to do when I’m pushing myself so hard to finish. “End time” is intense—and I’m not even really there yet. I’ve 3 1/2 weeks yet to go.