Sometimes things you plan to accomplish don't work out as well as you plan. This was true last week for me. I had what now seem like stretch goals over what I was actually able to get done. I did finish my review for Ferris Bueller's Day Off, but that was it as far as my plans went.
A lot of time was taken up with the comic book. I'm not writing here to air dirty laundry, but it is safe to say we had some long distance discussions regarding the look and feel of some of the panels. We finally got all that worked out, but that took a toll on anything else I had hoped to do.
Still working on the long synopsis, still waiting to hear from my editor, etc, etc. Sort of sounds like last week. It's hard to commit too much time to anything with real life work such a big part of the day. Did start, but didn't get very far with, updating my list of possible agents to query.
And just when I got into a good rhythm with getting up in the morning and exercising and writing before work, I'm pretty sure that's out the window this week thanks to the time change. I don't have an hour to lose, but there, I've lost it.
Did publish two reviews this week, one for Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966) and one for 10 Cloverfield Lane (2016), which we saw Saturday morning. I'm currently working on a review for International House (1933), a pre-code W.C. Fields film, so far about 2200 words, but still lacking a conclusion.