(The view out here is often distracting.)
I think that the worst part of writing a book between the hours of say, the rest of my life, is probably one of the most frustrating things ever. I'm going to have to start putting a word count in here just to motivate myself and kick my own ass.
This last month, I have seen my daughters grow and change. They both had birthdays in the last few weeks. One turned 18 and the other 12. Momentous occasions for both of them. I am so proud of those two. I'm proud of the little one for being brave and for being an all around good kid. She tries hard to do the right thing and works diligently at school. My oldest, I am proud of for the same reasons. She has her moments - the moments when she seems to have lost her way, and I can't deny that there are many, but underneath it all, I know she is doing her best and she has a good heart. I hope she can see that in herself one day.
So, again... time. Time comes and goes so fast in my day that I scarcely take time to myself - that includes writing and editing in the book. At the moment, the time is: January 12, 2015 at 11:46 AM Pacific Standard Time. I'm taking a short break at work just to get this out there and maybe I will read it later and realize that I need to keep working on my book. I have to finish this soon. Otherwise it may just wipe me out completely with the stress of not having finished it.
Word Count: 56,608
TTFN,
D. Paul Fonseca
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