Where did my week go?

It's Friday night, but it doesn't feel like Friday night.  I'm having a hard time convincing myself that tomorrow is Saturday — and yesterday I was unable to shake the feeling that it was Tuesday, rather than Thursday.

Despite this feeling that I don't know where my week went, it was pretty productive — at least as far as my novel went.  After my Monday was hijacked, I made sure to work on it a bit on Tuesday, and ended up adding about 800 words.

Wednesday I wrote about 1,100 words, but then I got distracted by looking for period pictures of flappers to represent my characters as I've been imagining them in my mind.  From there I got excited about the idea of finding some images in the public domain to use on a future blog or on a cover if I self-publish (more on that at a later date).  I spent the entire day looking at old photos and listening to 1920s music, which wasn't exactly progress on my novel, but it was fun and got me excited about it nevertheless, so I can't totally discount it either.

Yesterday I made the most progress — my afternoon plans fell through, so I was able to spend an unplanned amount of time on my novel.  I ended up adding about 2,000 words, for a total of nearly 4,000 for the week.  Today I didn't have time to work on it, but I'm hoping to do a little more this weekend.

I was so busy with my novel all week that I hardly updated any of my blogs, and I completely forgot to update my novel's progress bar, too.  Hopefully next week, when I'm not as distracted, I'll be able to do a better job of keeping you posted!