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Day 1,579: Portlannnnddd

Sigh.

I did not get my words written today. Dammit. Or is it damnit? How do you spell it?

It was a very hectic day. A travel day. We’re up in Portland, and I really wanted to write in the morning, but there just wasn’t enough time. I thought I was going to have the time, but I didn’t plan correctly.

And, I want to get my words done tomorrow, so I need to plan that. We’ll see. It’s hard, but it’s not impossible. I’m promising right here and now, I will have written 1,500 words tomorrow.

Saw my...

Day 1,578: One of those daze

Man, today was one of those days where everything kinda just went off the rails. Sigh.

It wasn’t a mental day off. It wasn’t laziness. There was just a lot of un-planned urgent stuff that had to be taken care of today, and I spent most of it driving around Los Angeles

Day 1,577: Quickie

Doing this one quick tonight because it’s bed time…but I took a mental day off today. I was tired. Worn down. A little burned out, and the weekend just hadn’t been enough to recharge me. So, I did. The wonders of working for one’s self.

I’m back to work tomorrow, so we’ll kind of just leave it at that. The A’s are back in first place. The pups have teeth cleaning tomorrow, so I’ll be writing on the go…which is fine. Might even help the productivity. We’ll see.

Good night!

Day 1,756: Fifteen Kay

So, I’ve written fifteen thousand words this week. And that’s forty-five thousand words over three weeks…which is rather incredible to me. Just a few months ago, I would have set a goal like that and utterly failed. I’d have beaten myself up over the failure, more than I’d have admitted, I think.

But no longer.

I’ve finally found a routine that works for me, a schedule that I can rely on, and goals that I can reach. I can now draft a novel in four weeks, or a longer novel in six. Finally.

The...

Day 1,755: First Place

My baseball team, the Oakland A’s, are in first place today.

This is exciting, because nobody saw this coming at the beginning of the season, not even me. We’ve languished for a number of years after trading away our best (and impendingly expensive) players after falling short in the 2014 playoffs. ’15, ’16, and ’17 were lost years. 2018 wasn’t really supposed to be anything different. Perhaps a step forward with our young, emerging squad–the first home-grown crop of players I can remember in...

Day 1,754: Morning Routine

Man, my morning routine is SO important to my productivity.

I’m not sure exactly when that happened, but it’s true. If I let myself get distracted and go off the rails in the morning, I have a really, reeeaalllyyy hard time getting myself back on track.

That happened today. It sucked, but here we are. I’m going to write over the weekend. That’s what my extra days are for, along with rest, and I’m going to make sure I get that, too. And, you know what it really makes me think? I can combat tha...

Day 1,753: The Queen Of Soul

The Queen died today. Aretha Franklin.

I first heard Aretha young enough that I don’t even remember. It’s funny to say, but I don’t look back on my days as a child and recall all that much music being played in our household, at least popular music, anyway. And yet, Aretha Franklin was there. Arguably the biggest talent of her era, and what an era it was, ya?

She will be missed.

Liz is chasing Cooper around the bedroom right now because she wanted him to do something and he was like “nuh-uh.”...

Day 1,752: Silly Coco

Coco’s been doing this thing lately where she doesn’t eat her nighttime Whimzee right away. She waits. I’m not sure what she’s waiting for, but I give it to her, and she just kind of watches me until I come to bed, and she keeps it close by, but she doesn’t start eating. I have to reach over and pick it up for her again and show it to her, and then she starts to chew on it. So weird.

I don’t understand her thought process sometimes. Like, for a while, she was convinced that the microwave was...

Day 1,751: The Long Road

I’m going to start with A’s talk tonight instead of writing talk

Day 1,750: Word Storm!

I’m back, bitches. BACK, I SAY!

I wrote 4,000 words today. Like a boss is wont to do. They were pretty good words, too. I’m figuring out this troublesome section, having characters actually taking actions and asking questions that make sense. It’s a relief. I was worried, to be honest, after taking last week to brainstorm my way through taking a wrong turn in the story cave.

I needn’t have been.

I can do this. And on a regular basis, too. Whew!

I also got my two mailing list emails composed a...