Let's see, Tuesday I got in 1,000 words.
Yesterday, I wallowed in self-doubt and pity and played video games instead.
And today, I wrote in 15 minute bursts throughout the day and managed another 1,000.
Oh, and I hate my desk chair. It's squeaky and it hurts me.
How are you guys doing?
Well, I'm just starting the day - ran out of magenta ink, replaced that cartridge, tried again - ran out of cyan ink, No new cyan ink cartridge... so I couldn't print off the thoughts I had scribbled on my pad last night, and just dictated into the PC... so I had to phone my DH at the hospital and ask him to print that, plus the 2 manuscripts of people who are reading out at the new writers group I joined at the main library, so I can critique them before the meeting on the 27th....
But I haven't actually written anything yet today.
I do hope to though because that scribbling of ideas last night felt quite helpful at the time, it consisted of me asking myself questions and then answering them. (hopefully correctly.)
I might not be writing yet today, but I'm still thinking about this next bit, because I keep stopping and adding bits to those notes.
Which is a bit irritating as I already sent the earlier version to DH for printing. Only now it's bigger... sigh.
I'm very lucky in that I have a very comfortable chair, with lumbar support, neck support, adjustable arm rests, adjustable back height and position backwards and forwards... etc etc, it's the best chair I've never been able to afford - I was very, very lucky to get it.
I'm one of those irritating people who can always find something to moan about, only I'm really not moaning about this, - I just mention it:
If you rest your head on the headrest - all you can see is the top of the wall near the ceiling - you can't see the screen.
Looking on the bright side, if you need to rest your head like that - you could quite easily drift off to sleep for a bit. I've done that.
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