Friday Fricassee

Here we are--the last Friday before Christmas Eve!

I'm all about my Pandora Christmas station, sitting by the tree, drinking cocoa with peppermint stick melted into it, and finding the perfect treasures for Mr. A's stocking.

Yes, we stuff each other's stockings.  It's one of the most romantic things we do all year!

And, too, it's nice to have a sort of winding-down feeling.  Just last week, I was pushing madly ahead to finish the first draft of my WIP.  Then I discovered the broken plot.

Yeah.  Bad day, that.

So now I've started over, and the pressure to finish before the end of the year is gone.

Well, sort of gone.  It's an ego, thing, really.  I completed another first draft earlier this year (my dystopian's "book 2"), and wanted to pride myself on having written two first drafts in the same year.

As if that matters.  I think I'm over it.

I think.

Anyway, my week-leading-to-Christmas is going to be much different than I'd anticipated.  Much BETTER.  Being dedicated is one thing, but I tend to pressure myself beyond recognition.

So there you have it.  A calmer, less stressed Authoress.  Anyway, it makes my husband happy.

What about you?  Are you ramping down?  Meeting end-of-years goals or deadlines? Plodding merrily along with thinking too hard about anything?

Share your journey points!  It's a good way to collectively "take our pulse," hold each other accountable.

And have a joyous weekend.