Oh, let's say another day of drudgery. I'm feeling really listless and more ambitionless than normal. My knee feels a ton better, softball season - which has been more of a chore than anything else this year - is FINALLY almost over, and it's been incredibly quiet at work the last few weeks, which is unheard of.
I guess it's because I've got so many loose ends right now. The house, of course, is number one. My weight gain is a bad thing I never quite get around to dealing with. My phobia about getting all my work done is pretty bad right now - I need to clean my desk, but instead I play Swords and Sandals online.
But the novel is really going, at least for me the pace is good. I'm way up in nosebleed territory for word count compared to anything I've attempted before. (No, I don't count that first Dead City screenplay because it was SO AWFUL.) It's the bright spot in my life right now.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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