Sigh. I'm getting tired of this whole blogging thing. Yeah, I've been writing every day. No, I haven't been writing a lot.
16th.
I wrote a tiny bit in my notebook during the day, and that's all I managed.
But . . . this was another case of insomnia being my friend. I woke up around five am, and couldn't go back to sleep. I was just laying there, like a beached whale, thinking about how I ought to be writing but I was too lazy, and finally, I forced myself to get up and grab the first thing handy (an envelope), and wrote on it until it was filled. By then, the sky was going from black to blue, so I went to sleep, happy I'd done more than just be a beached whale.
Words Today: 1301
Total Words: 5855
17th.
I sat and typed for a little while today. Not a lot.
Words Today: 389
Total Words: 6244
18th.
Nothing so far.
Got a rejection letter from a magazine for a story (one I wrote specifically for them, so that's either supremely sad, or a supreme waste of my time). It hasn't totally bummed me out, just a little. If I were a tougher, more balanced human being, I'd be thinking, "Well, now I can self-publish the story, and make a buck or two on it."
Glass is halfish empty-ish, I guess.
Words Today: 87
Total Words: 6331
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