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Day 4,273: Outside

Sitting outside right now while Snacks and Joy run around together because they didn’t get to earlier in the evening. They’re so funny. They’re completely at ease with each other. The trust is absolute. They’re family. It’s because they met each other at just the right age. Snacks was still a kitten, albeit a bit older than Joy, and Joy was a baby. Like, she was a month and a half old. So she was completely non-threatening, and Snacks was an only child, so he was dying for companionship his own ...

Day 4,272: Two Nine Four

I’m surprised it hasn’t been a struggle this week. I was tired today…but I got my writing done pretty much on automatic. I’m flyin’. Almost 300 pages. I’ll hit that landmark tomorrow. And almost into act three, ie- the last 25% of story, where all the showdowns happen. Not quite there, but almost. Which means, I think, this book will end up right around 450 pages, which is what I hoped it would. That was the length of the last one.

It’s the multiple POVs. That’s what makes these books so long...

Day 4,271: Tacro

Another day of crank. God, wasn’t meth called ‘crank’ for a hot minute, there in like the 80s or something? I think it was meth. I do not mean meth. I mean PAGES, baby. Another 12 today. And I got all my Netflix work done, AND significant progress on putting together the Criterion Closet video for Film School. Some real editing on that one! Lots of footage. Lots of great discussion.

Wiped, though. Back at it tomorrow.

Snacks was gone almost all day today. Still, right now, tonight, he’s no...

Day 4,270: Mr. Silk

Got the writing done today. Woot! I have this feeling that this week might be a little bit of a struggle…but that I’m going to get my shit done anyway. Just have that feeling. And then hopefully next week the feeling will be: this week is gonna be a breeze. But right now, this week…it’s gonna be work. Work I will get done.

270 pages today. Feeling like there’s probably about 200 more pages to go, so I’m well over half way through, which is amazing. Good book, too. Exciting. I hope. Last one g...

Day 4,269: Pearls

Joy is curled up against me so tight right now and she is paaassseeddd out. It’s the best best feeling.

A good Sunday. Wolfie time. Nap. Bear time. Now…sleep time. Night night!

Day 4,268: She Is Love

Had a nice off day. Whew! Spent some QT with Liz too in the evening. We went and checked our PO Box and got some milk tea boba together and watched another episode of Andor. We’re halfway in and it’s…fine. A far cry from season one, but it’s fine. Second seasons are hard (…especially if you were planning for three more and then got told it’s only going to be one).

That’s all I got. Night night.

Day 4,267: Did It

Two claw-it-back writing days in a row and here I am on another Friday feeling proud of myself for getting my sh*t done. Whew! Man. It wasn’t even particularly hard today. I was pretty locked in. What a relief. Still down slightly on the page count…but nothing major. I can swallow it. Kick ass and lock in next week and just make sure I get all those pages in. And then the week after that. And then the week after that. And then…the book should be just about done. We’ll see. Aiming for less than 4...

Day 4,266: Hinoki

I’d say that writing this book has been more fraught of a process than the last, and it’s not because of the story…it’s a few other things, actually.

First, I’d wanted to write this one slightly differently. Slower. Less pages per day spread out over a longer period of time. But resistance got the better of me, and I squandered my early days, not writing hardly at all, and now here I am, back to my old patterns, cranking it out pretty much as fast as I can. Sigh. So, that’s frustrating.

Se...

Day 4,265: Thirty-Six

My brother Russell would have been thirty-six today. Wild. It’s hard for me to imagine him at that age. Ticking over on the other side of his thirties, forties looming. lol. It’s definite a time of transition…though that’s true of any age, really, to be honest. Life comes at you fast.

Happy Birthday bro. I miss you. But thinking about your birthday is always a pleasant thought. Certainly a day of celebration.

Past couple days writing-wise have been frustrating. But, I’m back at it tomorrow...

Day 4,264: Toenail

Poor Coops! His hind back foot hurts, and I can’t figure out what the issue is. I think it might be the nail, but there’s no blood, not any foreign objects I can find, but I’m on my own at home tonight so it’s exceedingly difficult to see if there’s anything lodged in there. I don’t know when that would have happened because he was up on the couch next to me sleeping all night until just a few minutes ago when I literally picked him up to go outside and pee.

Sigh.

Hopefully it’s just like ...