I think I’m about two weeks into writing every day. Love that shit. I just wrote some new words for the military sci-fi story I have in mind. It’s a great opening. Vivid to me. It’s such a contrast to the rest of the book. I love it. It feels real.
So, yeah…at the very least, I’ve been able to set myself a habit of writing creatively every day. It’s only 10 minutes, but each and every time I sit down to do those ten minutes, I feel engaged and present and not just totally stressed out.
I love it.
Today was another low key day. I really needed a recharge this weekend, and I’m glad I got it. I was so tired.
And speaking of tired…it is time for bed. One thought before I go: we watched Toy Story 4 and it was…fine. Not great. Not by a long shot. But it was fine.
Night!