Thursday, 22 June 2017

Oh well

Thursday, 22 June 2017 09:43 pm
apollymi: Drawing of cross-looking chick, holding a teabag. Text reads "No tea No work" (Stock: No tea = no work)
I'm in a contrary brain space.

I want to make more words happen. The harder I try, the less they want to come.
I get in a writing groove but have to leave at the end of my lunch break. I can't make words happen now.
"You look like you're enjoying your music." I cut off my music.
I'm so damn tired. I don't want to go to bed yet in case words do happen.
I feel like shit and want to talk. If I start thinking about talking, I start feeling like I'm choking.

As far as #365k/365Day is going, I've written over 268k so far. I'm approximately 73% of the way to goal. I've ended each month with at least 6,000 words over where I needed to be. My best month so far has been May, where I wrote nearly 36,000 more words than I needed. I might have the occasional shitty writing day, but I'm not letting myself get behind where I need to be.

I'm still on my goddamn period. I've been on my period since June 5. Monday will be three damn weeks. I'm fucking sick of it. It shows no sign of slowing down or stopping.

[community profile] 15kinks is... ongoing. I've had a few good writing nights in a row off it, so that's good. I still feel like it's ridiculous and unreadable and so fucking pointless, but I have one damn anonymous reader on Tumblr. I'm writing for them.

And on that contrary note, I'm fucking sick of Tumblr too. I haven't quite taken it off my phone yet. But it's not far from it either.