Liz is watching the hip hop Netflix show right now in bed, and it’s really interesting. I totally get why they made it. They’re even going on the road for auditions.
I had…an off day today. Just in the sense that I felt anxious for much of the day. But, I still wrote. I like what I wrote. Like it a lot actually, at least the prose. The prose really felt like it was flowing. I worry that I’m not moving things along at fast enough a pace…but that’s hard to tell whilst writing. And I can always decide to speed things up if I’m feeling bogged down. I do that all the time, it’s part of feeling like I’m locked into the flow, actually, when I know I need to move things along, or if something needs to happen that I didn’t necessarily plan for, just to keep up the stakes and the pace.
So…the writing was solid. I just, otherwise, felt off. Anxious. For no real reason except that I have an interview tomorrow that I’m high on the anticipation, and I’m back to work in the office, so my routine hasn’t settled back in yet.
Anyway…pups are passed out. I’m going to pass out.
Night 🙂