Since the aggressive self-medication tactic didn’t work out so well, I went back to my usual mug of green tea this morning. Ended up with a throbbing headache and pronounced shortness of breath. I think my body is out to get me.
My mother and my step-dad are flying in this weekend for a short visit. I wonder if the stress from that impending encounter is contributing to my overall state of misery–ya think? They aren’t staying for very long, but I’m still fretful.
Writing Stuff:
Fantasy story progress: Hacked out a couple pages with a liberal use of the DELETE key, and managed about 500 words going in the right direction.
Halloween story progress: 230 words.
Another project I picked up after dropping a couple years ago: 1.6K words (completing the story at something over 4K). It’s very rough, and I’m definitely not achieving the emotional impact I was going for, which was the reason I set it aside in the first place. But I forced myself to finish it working on the philosophy that it’s easier to rewrite once I have something down, rather than agonize over how to do it. It’s at zero draft, but it still needs a lot of work before I want to show it to Matthew to first reader.
I seem to be on a “finish unfinished works” kick, which is great, but weird.
My week is. Vacation day tomorrow. w00t!
Many hugs. Hope your weeks becomes less stressful.
Ooof. I’d pay money not to have to go in tomorrow. Sigh.
Hope you have a great weekend!