Day 3,200: Grief

Day 3,200: Grief

Doozy of a day. And by that I simply mean, this day felt like it had so many distinct parts to it. Morning part was a little chaotic and discombobulated. I didn’t really get anything done. But, then I rallied in the late morning and early afternoon to get my writing...
Day 3,199: 23

Day 3,199: 23

I’ve written 23 new pages in the past two days, all while working full time and dealing with internet issues. Woohoo! Feels good. Have to keep it up, which means: to bed on time! Night night.
Day 3,198: A Vag of Honor

Day 3,198: A Vag of Honor

I’m back. The first end-to-end solid writing day I’ve had in two weeks. Which, to be fair, is WAY LESS time than it used to be. Used to go months without cranking out pages. The progress is staggering. This book is fun. Fun fun FUN. I’m loving writing it, which is...
Day 3,197: Fat Dick Spirit

Day 3,197: Fat Dick Spirit

Man…this show The Anarchists on HBO is fucking wwwiiilllldddd man. Holy shit things get real. Highly recommend. But also be prepared for some truly intense stuff to go down. It’s late, so a fast one, but: work was solid. Writing was SOLID. I want to get more done...
Day 3,196: Straight Tuckered

Day 3,196: Straight Tuckered

K. I’m tuckered the eff out. I always have a baller writing day whenever I get up on time, and today was no exception, but holy balls I do get tired. Living that life riiiight now. I wrote the start to a new, fun relationship. I guess it’s an old relationship because...