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Day 3,588: PCs!

I have all nine PCs set up for the conference in two months. “Set up” as in windows has been updated (and updated and updated aaanndd…updated and you guessed it more updated) and software has been installed. Next up: testing each setup in full to make sure everything works. And I need to do that ASAP, because I’m only within the return window here for another week.

But I also need to get back into the writing. Gonna find a way to slide back into that lightly tomorrow, or at least get myself s...

Day 3,587: Joy

Joy is…sleeping on the floor right now. Why? Because she wrestled her pillow off the bed and then decided she was done wrestling and jumped down to join it and fall asleep. Sweet baby. Gonna go grab her once I finish writing this entry.

Busy day. Busy week. Not a ton of writing, but very, very busy with work and a lot of other things. I’m back next week, though. Truly. Locked in. Gonna finish this book.

Podcasted with Josh. Spilled wine ALL over myself and his couch. We immediately through...

Day 3,586: The Ball, Dropped

This week hasn’t turned out to be all that great for writing, but I despair not. Next week will be. I can feel that in my bones.

Work has been busy. Got my teeth checked on after their deep cleaning a month ago. Things look good! The gums responded well. That was good to hear. Had therapy today. Not doing it on Saturday mornings anymore. Gonna miss starting my weekend like that, but it’s okay. That’s the time that works for my therapist, and I’m pretty sure it works for me, too.

I bailed o...

Day 3,585: Twists and Turns

Sleeping in the guest room tonight because I may have been exposed to COVID. Just being safe! My gut tells me I’m going to be fine, but better safe than sorry, you know? I got the Coops with me.

Another half-day on the writing front. I mean, it’s still 30 pages so far this week. Not shabby. And I’m within striking distance of 60 if I can get in 20 tomorrow…and I will. That’s happening. But this week…a wall was hit. I honestly think it was Liz coming home, looking forward to that, and it marki...

Day 3,584: The Other Half

Liz is home. The better half is home.

I had another ten-page-day which was good enough for me, man. I should be able, now, to end the week strong. 60 pages isn’t 80, but it’s enough. I’m almost into Act 3. I should be tomorrow, in fact. Or, at the very least, by the end of the week…and then I think I have about 100 pages to go. This book is going to be shorter. In a good way, I hope. I think.

Wiped. Night night.

Day 3,583: Half

Hmm.

I’ve hit a little skid here. I had a half day in me today, and then I sputtered out. I’ve lost a bit of my edge. But, I know exactly how to get it back: a really, really good night’s sleep.

I’m almost in the home stretch on this novel. Resistance wants to delay me. Not gonna happen. I’ve got this.

With that very short entry, I bid you adieu. It was a fine day, frustrating in that I only got 11 of my 20 pages written…but tomorrow is a new day. One I’m going to rock.

Night night.

Day 3,582: Rush

It’s time for sleep…

I had a…rollercoaster of a weekend. I was pretty zonked, it turned out. More than I thought I was. I took another two hour nap today. Struggled both yesterday and today with getting the reading done I needed to, and I didn’t get it done, nor did I edit the podcast I needed to. I was burned out. Sigh.

Tomorrow, I need to turn the page on that. I need to embrace that I gone done everything that I could, and I needed to rest. I need to continue to rest as I push forward w...

Day 3,581: Dark Materials

Joy likes to dig on the bed. Inevitably, this backs her right up into Cooper. EVERY. TIME. He’s getting really good at just ignoring, her, however. Being very patient. She also like burying her head into the pillows or blankets, which she also just did. She cracks me up, man. I’m so lucky.

Really missed Coco today. Poignantly.

That’s all I have tonight. I love my pups. And I’m ready for Liz to be home. Miss you, Bear.

Night night.

Day 3,580: Gibberish

Keeping this one real short tonight. Got through my 80 pages. Looking forward to a weekend off, and got it started reeaalll nice with a night of podcasting with Josh. We watched a very early “talkie” with a complete cast of fast-talking, horribly recorded Irish folk. Couldn’t understand a fecking word. It was delightful.

Night night.

Day 3,579: Turning Corners

I’m starting to feel what it’s like to write 80 pages in four days. And I mean feel that in a way that’s…calm, conscious, and not overwhelming. Like it’s an exercise I know I can do; it’s not easy, but I understand the effort involved, and I can pace myself accordingly. Manage my anxiety over it. I know where the pitfalls are, the things that can knock me off track. I also know where the opportunities are, when I push, eat up a lot of ground.

I wrote 80 pages in four days last week, too. Last...