This week hasn’t turned out to be all that great for writing, but I despair not. Next week will be. I can feel that in my bones.
Work has been busy. Got my teeth checked on after their deep cleaning a month ago. Things look good! The gums responded well. That was good to hear. Had therapy today. Not doing it on Saturday mornings anymore. Gonna miss starting my weekend like that, but it’s okay. That’s the time that works for my therapist, and I’m pretty sure it works for me, too.
I bailed on His Dark Materials. There was only one character I cared about, really, in that entire show and they killed him off. I know it’s in the book, and the books are pretty good, but I guarantee those books read better than this show watches. And because of that, losing that character was enough for me to cut my losses. Didn’t even finish the episode. No desire to. I honestly don’t know if I’ve ever done that before. At least not when I was on the very last episode. I’ve definitely cut out on shows before. Just recently did it with The Mandalorian, actually. The latest season. Just sitting there. Don’t think I’ll be going back to it. Just too slow in that case. Not that they did anything to really piss me off like Dark Materials did.
It’s going to be ten years, soon. I don’t know how, but I’m going to be exactly seven days short. A missing week. I don’t know how that happened. I’m thinking maybe I’ll imagine the lost week. What I was doing. That might be fun. Make a little game of it.
Been super tired the past few days, which is why the pages aren’t as plentiful. But I’m still on pace to turn in a solid week, regardless. Very proud of that. Trying to give myself some grace, embrace the rest. Recharge. Get ready to finish this book, which I will. Soon. Very soon. I think it’s about 100-150 pages more…two weeks of work.
Night night.