I'm Late

I just did the math.

Oy. As the Russians might say.

I have 177 chapters left to read, 178 with the appendix.

There are 119 days between today and January 26th, which is the day I started.

So, that means I am 59 chapters behind, or 30 days in which I would have to post on two chapters a day.  I also am calculating this from the chapters I've read, which is up to XX, but I've only posted to IX, so that's another 11. If I did two every weekend day until January, that would cut it.

I have my work cut out for me. Sigh.

Block

It's official. I have a block.

I'm still reading. Nikolai is still at the front. Natasha and Pierre are getting closer, which is surprising. Andrei's still Andrei.  And the war is being fought.

The daily writing, however, has gone the way of the empire waist.  It will continue, I know, and I'll finish within my year, but for some reason I just can't sit down and do it.  I don't even know that I have readers, and I think I don't, but that's not even the point.  So why mention it?

Still a wonderful book, and that's the point.  And I'm finishing it.  So, more soon.  And probably a couple a day for a while.

Oy

Well, I guess I'm taking a break for the high holidays. I was out of town for the last few days, and now I'm just beat.  Still reading, though, and will take the time to blog. I know I'm the only one who's reading this, but I'm not going to let it go. Spread a little thin, and reading some other things, too, but I will finish this by January having written about the whole thing.  Promising myself.  So watch this space. Virtually.