Perfect

It worked. I got out of bed at 6:05. By the time I went to the bathroom, fixed some breakfast, set myself up with some yarn to knit another square and sat in front of the light box for 20 minutes, it was 7:00. So then I still had quite a lot of writing to do, and time did not quite feel the luxury I had hoped for.

The writing I did was not new. I wanted to start at the beginning again, and revised some opening paragraphs scribed a few weeks ago. I wanted it to be polished, finished, perfect.

The purpose of the 200 words is to get my imagination working every day, and referring to old material does not help.

But still, I wrote 224 words, so my plan succeeded.

Tomorrow morning I will take that same overworked passage and add 200 more new words. This time I will try to write whatever comes to mind.