Day 3,004: Dips

Day 3,004: Dips

Solid writing this morning. Not my full two hours because of how late I went to bed, but goddammit, even that’s a win folks because just a week ago when I was reeaaallyyy struggling to get to the page, I wouldn’t have sat down to write ANYTHING with a late start. And...
Day 3,003: Palindrome!

Day 3,003: Palindrome!

A palindrome day! Next one won’t be for 110 days. I was thinking about the next really cool numbered day, and I think it will have to be day number 3,333. That will happen around the end of this year, I think. Maybe very early next year. I had a good writing day...
Day 3,002: Didn’t Have It

Day 3,002: Didn’t Have It

This morning was one of those mornings where I didn’t have it. Resistance got the better of me, and all it took was my phone. I used to have a rule about my phone and writing: I didn’t pick it up until after I was done. Sigh. I’ve let that slip over the past couple...
Day 3,001: Progress

Day 3,001: Progress

Woke my ass up and got out of bed on time today! I wrote for two hours! Didn’t make a TON of progress, but that’s pretty normal for having lost my groove or struggling to find my rhythm. Give me a day or two. I’ll get it back. And what I did write was fire. For real....
Day 3,000: In The Year…

Day 3,000: In The Year…

In the year 3,000 That’s…that’s a big number up there. Wow. What a milestone. I’ve been writing a blog/journal/whatever entry, now, for three THOUSAND consecutive days. I’m not sure I can even really wrap my head around that. I was so lost when I started at day one. I...
Day 2,999: Saturdays are for Coco

Day 2,999: Saturdays are for Coco

Life is fragile. It’s precious because of that, too. Nobody has died in my life, thankfully, but I’m reminded of that nonetheless today, and it came in many different ways. A friend of ours—a few of them, actually—was diagnosed with cancer recently. They just had...