Yesterday I wrote about the ER visit after my grandmother had a stoke in our hotel room. I wrote at the coffee shop, got a headache for my trouble.
Today I tried to jump on into the book, to what I'm calling part 2, after Christmas and the New Year.
Writing about what happened to Gran is draining.
I'm still behind so far I wrote 1,855/5,000 (the NaNoWriMo's goal for today)