Again!

Apparently it takes admitting defeat to break the cycle.

I found an hour and a half this afternoon, after the homeschooling work was done. It was less than my ideal writing environment time- little man reading, playing, "Mommy"-this and -that every ten minutes, but I did it. A reread, a quick check through notes, and the thankfully pre-prepared scene-by-scene write-out reclaimed it's place of honor (attached with masking tape to a shelf edge above my desk).

683 words.

It's a start again.

Thank God.