Onwards and upwards…
Or so the saying goes. I’m on target, but it’s like cruising down a placid river taking in the sights.
Until you hit the rapids.
That’s what it feels like, that there’s an impending disaster. I know how fatalist it sounds, but many times in the past when everything is going right, it’s too good to be true.
But…
I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
In the meantine, after writing today’s quota, i go back over the first ten chapters of part three, and making some adjustments.
Now I feel better, and can continue writing to the plan.
For now it’s so far so good.
Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 