I’ve run aground a bit with the writing. Sigh.
It was work. And a couple other stressors. Took the wind from my sails. But, y’all, that’s okay. I’m already thinking about how I can adjust, and here’s the idea: 10 days. 100 pages. A significant amount of work, but still so bit-sized that I know I can do it. So, that’s the next challenge. I might take tomorrow off of writing, actually, just for a breather…but then again, I might not. We’ll see.
It’s always a struggle to find consistency…but only in the short-term. If I look at my efforts long-term, I’m remarkably consistent. Or, maybe the more appropriate term is persistent. I’m persistent. I don’t give up. I keep trying. I feel like that’s my superpower, to be honest. That, and how much I want it, how much I love doing it.
Quiet work day today, but as quiet as I’d hoped. No matter. Tomorrow should be most excellent. Kept up with my weeding regimen. Got a full hour out there, actually. I’m listening to Project Hail Mary while I’m doing it, which is so fun. Very much enjoying that book. Fun premise. Fun science, which is what Andy Weir does so well.
Oh! I broke a weeding tool today. I actually need to go see if I can get myself another one. I’ll go do that, then to bed. Night night.